"I never forget," Fujiko replied softly, fingers slipping into pockets for security she kept handy. "But if you hurt them, then you'd better remember something too. I've dealt with hundreds of men like you Mello. And none of them lived." She sighed, forcing herself to casually run a hand through brown hair as if she wasn't scared at all. She was terrified. Heartbeat racing, mouth going dry, and yet she still felt that she had to at least try.

"I've been thinking about something. You are still trying to get a higher bounty, yes? To prove you're the best?" She arched an eyebrow cautiously. It was dangerous waters and she hadn't brought Jyabura for backup. Unthinkingly she lit a cigarette, she needed the soothing nicotine. "I have certain... connections toward that end. Should you be interested."