It doesn't make any sense! [Burying his face in his hands, he let the bloody diary drop to skid along the reddened floor. The blood on his fingertip left a red trail against his skin, but he hardly cared for that. How could something like this happen? It was like she was spirited away... but in that case, where would all the blood have come from? Where?
There's no sign of flesh.]
...huh?
[Bakura sighed within his head. Did he really have to explain that?
There's no flesh mixed with the blood. So she didn't explode, and she wasn't attacked. There'd be tissue mixed in, scraps of flesh... You're making me feel sick. Stop it... please. It's absurd. You two should get away from this room. Screw cleaning it up. You can do that once you've recovered. Why are you being friendly? It bugs me too. Whatever took her might come back for you two if you spend time in there. Better to leave it for now.]
Uhm. Shoutei. We should... get away from this room...
no subject
There's no sign of flesh.]
...huh?
[Bakura sighed within his head. Did he really have to explain that?
There's no flesh mixed with the blood. So she didn't explode, and she wasn't attacked. There'd be tissue mixed in, scraps of flesh...
You're making me feel sick. Stop it... please.
It's absurd. You two should get away from this room. Screw cleaning it up. You can do that once you've recovered.
Why are you being friendly?
It bugs me too. Whatever took her might come back for you two if you spend time in there. Better to leave it for now.]
Uhm. Shoutei. We should... get away from this room...