Date: 2008-05-11 10:27 pm (UTC)
Matt nods along. He doesn't mind the weight of Mello's legs on top of his own; he's just glad they're back to normal.

"Dunno if I had any... like, defenses. But holy shit, man, I love him. It's fucking weird."

He's reaching to the bedside table for a pen and paper. (Yes, he really is going to write to Near.)
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