[The call comes much later in the day after Mello's dramatic exit - it's nearly dark, in fact, only the last glimpses of twilight illuminating the city. Mello sounds tired, even hesitant. Everything is different now, and he's uncertain whether this is even a remotely good idea.]
Can you come outside?
[And he pauses for a moment, then decides to add, quietly:]
audio. (backdated)
Can you come outside?
[And he pauses for a moment, then decides to add, quietly:]
Please.