[Bakura stuffs Diabound away in his pocket. It's good that she didn't blather out some useless words like "I'm sorry" or "that's terrible"--it would have only served to piss him off.]

I have dreams almost every night of flesh dripping off the bone, revealing the staggering skeleton and muscles beneath.

What I wouldn't give to make the Pharaoh see that--but not in his dreams, for real!