His eyes narrowed then, and he was on him a moment later, both hands cupping Mello's face and tipping it up as he straddled his lap. "I don't think you understand. Allow me to show you."

Then he called up that soul crushing sensation of pain that half beat of instinctive comfort and hope being dashed caused and shoved it into Mello's perception, not caring how he'd take it. No, he just wasn't going to feel it by himself.