"Yeah? Glad to hear it." That, at least, was simply true. Mello didn't want Schuldig dead for the simple reason that then he couldn't play with him any longer. As for their being worse places, Mello merely shrugged. Depended on when you asked him what he thought about that, but lately, he supposed he agreed.
He turned sideways in the chair and draped his legs over the arm as he opened a chocolate bar with practiced ease. "A few months." Long enough for Mello to assume he wasn't coming back. "You just missed some excitement."