Worry spikes into Yuugi's voice, and his hand grips his a little tighter as he sits up slightly--
He's okay.
He's okay, he's okay.
He's just exhausted.
Gods. Of course he was, he woke up from a coma! That idiot. Idiot, idiot... he's good at a lot of things, but making the people who care about him worry is probably what his he's best at.
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Worry spikes into Yuugi's voice, and his hand grips his a little tighter as he sits up slightly--
He's okay.
He's okay, he's okay.
He's just exhausted.
Gods. Of course he was, he woke up from a coma! That idiot. Idiot, idiot... he's good at a lot of things, but making the people who care about him worry is probably what his he's best at.
"...Oh..."
Slowly...
He sits down.
Breathes out a sigh.
"You had us both worried sick, you know."