[The moment Bakura's hand touches Judai's shoulder, his eyes snap open and fix on the other man. But there's something deeply, deeply wrong with them that's immediately apparent.
For one, they're no longer brown. Instead, his right one is orange and his left one is green.
For two, they're glowing. Faintly, but still noticeably.]
I'm fine.
[He pushes himself up, the shadows sticking to his skin like some sort of liquid that only drips off once he fully stands. There's even something wrong in his voice, too... a strange sort of edge that Judai's never had.]
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For one, they're no longer brown. Instead, his right one is orange and his left one is green.
For two, they're glowing. Faintly, but still noticeably.]
I'm fine.
[He pushes himself up, the shadows sticking to his skin like some sort of liquid that only drips off once he fully stands. There's even something wrong in his voice, too... a strange sort of edge that Judai's never had.]