[It does take a few rounds to realize it--initially, after winning the first one, he had stared at his cards in disbelief, wondering if he really did just manage to win at least one hand against Seto Kaiba of all people, even if it's not a game of duel monsters. However, he's not completely oblivious, so soon enough, he clues in to the fact that Kaiba has made a few of these bad plays on purpose.
There's an odd feeling that sits in his chest upon the realization, one of gratitude... and one of anger, as the idea that he's being pitied here in some regard comes to mind. And if there's anything he hates more than losing, it's being pitied and someone just letting him win.
Still, he definitely doesn't want to say anything about this just yet while other demons are still present, so he forces himself to try to ignore that previous thought. But eventually, it seems like some of the demons are getting bored of either losing, or the clear lack of interest being given to their participation by comparison, and they begin to thin out until...]
Looks like we're the only players left.
[Sure enough, it's just them and the dealer at this point.]
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There's an odd feeling that sits in his chest upon the realization, one of gratitude... and one of anger, as the idea that he's being pitied here in some regard comes to mind. And if there's anything he hates more than losing, it's being pitied and someone just letting him win.
Still, he definitely doesn't want to say anything about this just yet while other demons are still present, so he forces himself to try to ignore that previous thought. But eventually, it seems like some of the demons are getting bored of either losing, or the clear lack of interest being given to their participation by comparison, and they begin to thin out until...]
Looks like we're the only players left.
[Sure enough, it's just them and the dealer at this point.]