[predictably, kaiba looks none too impressed. so no thunderous applause, not even a dip of his head, but he does hand his cards back with a stern word of advice:]

Always keep it on you. Don't let anyone take it from you. For a duelist... even a duelist like you, your cards are your heart and soul.

[and that almost, almost sounded something like kind, but the moment passes as quickly as it came, replaced by his usual deadpan.]

I get that it's tempting to spread out and sniff around everywhere you can, because I did pretty much the same thing when I got here, but do yourself a favor and refrain. A scrawny runt like you will just land themselves in trouble and there won't be any saving you until it's too late.

[his eyes narrow, and he stands a little straighter, a little taller, looming over manjoume -- all the more imposing when he was already a skyscraper.]

Consider it an order from your headmaster. If I catch you wandering where you shouldn't be, I'll put you through the ground.