[alright. something's off here. something's very off. not in anything yugi said but rather what he didn't. kaiba knows yugi all too well, arguably better than atem himself; he didn't comment on it and didn't usually care, but circumstances were different here. and when you live with someone, you live with all of them, for better or for worse.
tuning into that offness, kaiba whistles low to call for kisara. and the little dragon, napping somewhere else in the suite, comes rushing out, chirping a hearty hello. she sees him nod at yugi and then immediately barrels into his tiny chest, demanding to be held. demanding attention in an affectionate sort of way.]
Looks like you could use a friend.
[he'll otherwise set up the board. relaying a quiet kindness, saying without saying feel better.]
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tuning into that offness, kaiba whistles low to call for kisara. and the little dragon, napping somewhere else in the suite, comes rushing out, chirping a hearty hello. she sees him nod at yugi and then immediately barrels into his tiny chest, demanding to be held. demanding attention in an affectionate sort of way.]
Looks like you could use a friend.
[he'll otherwise set up the board. relaying a quiet kindness, saying without saying feel better.]