When Mello didn't respond to L's spider monkey the cat, Bubastis, if Mello was remembering her name correctly, pressed her forehead against Mello's leg pushing him. "Say 'thank you' or something," she insisted.

"No," Mello gave the cat a look, "why should I?"

"She complimented you," Bubastis pointed out.

Mello sighed, "yeah, fine. Thank you...spider monkey?" Mello wasn't too sure of the species. Biology was never his thing, more of a chemistry nerd. Then he shifted his gaze to the detective that the monkey was grooming. He had never been more confused in his life and his expression probably betrayed that.

Bubastis sighed, "You lot don't need to be so confused. I'll tell you again, we're your daemons."