[Chocolate eyes drill into blue as the unspoken question hangs between the two men: Why would you help me? It's a fair enough thing to wonder in Light's position, surely. If their places had been reversed and he had caught Mello obviously unprepared for the storm with no one around for miles to see them...]

I had been able to get my own to appear invisible to the network for a time, but it didn't last. [he says instead of giving the question voice, pride winning out over curiosity.] I assume the administrators have dealt with people doing it in the past and look for it now.