His eyes followed the movement instinctively, and he smiled wryly at himself; he hadn't even thought about chocolate in the few days that had gone by for him. Being near Mello again - and the return of the more than six months worth of memories of it all - was changing that quite quickly.
"I saw some of it." He hadn't read all the way back, and if he could avoid it, he didn't plan to, but he'd skimmed a few pages. "I'm sure there'll be more soon... and if there isn't, I'll just have to make some."