It wasn’t often someone was recruited into the mafia without it being some sort of scam, and it was less often that Mello actually cared about these new people since most of them weren’t useful to him.

He was confused as to why you were a member though… you didn’t exactly look the part. Right now most of the mob were out doing things, leaving you and Mello alone and he decided to spend his time staring at you while munching on a chocolate bar.

He was deep in thought but it was hard to tell if he was judging you or not.