[Kaiba doesn't immediately flinch away when Yugi comes closer, which is a start. He listens in a daze, still reeling from the truths he's been forced to confront.
He eventually looks over at Yugi, giving a shaky nod. Yugi's right. He doesn't understand how they really feel, and his guesses were obviously wrong. All he knows is the dread and anger in his heart...and if they're anything like him...
He has half a mind to suggest having this meeting over drinks.]
All right. I want to understand.
And by the way...
[He hesitates a moment before extending his hand. His awkward expression and soft words bear a mix of emotions---shame among them, but grudging respect dominates.]
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He eventually looks over at Yugi, giving a shaky nod. Yugi's right. He doesn't understand how they really feel, and his guesses were obviously wrong. All he knows is the dread and anger in his heart...and if they're anything like him...
He has half a mind to suggest having this meeting over drinks.]
All right. I want to understand.
And by the way...
[He hesitates a moment before extending his hand. His awkward expression and soft words bear a mix of emotions---shame among them, but grudging respect dominates.]
Good game.