Trailing after him again, Mello frowned at this--to him nonsensical--information, taking a bit to process it.

"Matt," he began quietly after a few minutes. "That wasn't me. I don't know how this whole other worlds and separate planes of existence thing works, but I do know that I didn't do those things. I've never been to your Toshima place, I have no idea what you even mean by 'girl you,' and you certainly aren't trash to me."

Catching up, he reached out to grab Matt by the shoulder to stop him, but this time, his hand was gentle and easy to shrug away from. He wasn't trapping him, just asking to be listened to.