Just as he thought, the door was locked. He'd have been really pissed otherwise, but he supposed that Near knew how to take care of himself to an extent. There was no doubts about it as Mello stepped inside the room, now more similar to a toy store than a normal room; the brat sure had known how to make himself comfortable in this unknown place.

Mello secretly hoped that the boy was actually experiencing a lot of fear and inner conflicts at the premise of being alone for the first time in his life, with no agents or teachers to babysit him. The last time Mello had met Near and his agents, in fact, he'd been at the edge of piercing the boy's polished brain with a bullet. Near looked surprisingly calm right now, despite the risk of being alone with a dangerous and unpredictable creature like Mello.

"Where did you get those from?" the blond said curtly, not bothering to give his rival a proper greeting. Mello's guess was that the boy had gotten his toys through the 'wish system' he'd heard about.

At the sight of two finger-puppets that looked like possessed versions of Near and himself, Mello frowned visibly. Other than that, he leaned against the wall right beside the locked door, retrieving a chocolate bar from his pocket. Unlike his finger-puppet's, Mello's real rosary was missing.