[Bakura's irritability is only growing the more this weather grows. And with the heat having gone off, what comfort he has from his higher tolerance is little at best. But if he lets Ryou handle it, they'll probably get sick or something... what a pain.
Huddled up under the blankets with Anubis, he shares what warmth he has with the poor thing. Even his dislike of being openly kind outweighs the need for it. Malik would probably kill him if the dog died of the cold, after all. And he did feel bad for it.
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[Bakura's irritability is only growing the more this weather grows. And with the heat having gone off, what comfort he has from his higher tolerance is little at best. But if he lets Ryou handle it, they'll probably get sick or something... what a pain.
Huddled up under the blankets with Anubis, he shares what warmth he has with the poor thing. Even his dislike of being openly kind outweighs the need for it. Malik would probably kill him if the dog died of the cold, after all. And he did feel bad for it.
Hearing the door open, he calls out.]
Malik. In here!