"I just told you I don't fucking know! I don't know when the bombing was! It wasn't here! It was in Toshima! Your sorry arse just got the fuck here!"

The more Mello wanted to know, the more Matt got frustrated. He had no idea what had happened. Then again, he didn't remember about four months of his life either. It honestly was taking every fiber of the redhead's being to not punch the other and dash off while he stood there in shock. Matt had enough energy stored inside of him and pain tolerance to make a good dash for a few hundred yards. Hopefully.

"He's my friend! My only friend! My best friend! Now fuck. Off."