"I'm sure he will," Kaiba agrees. And he sincerely hopes that Yuugi is not present to see how very much Seto Kaiba can flex like a reed in the breeze when it came to his brother. He'd done it before, and will continue to do it.

It's owed.

It's always owed, and the debt only grows steeper.

"...You probably ought to call a doctor," he says at last. He still doesn't sound right, his mind is still a few steps behind its usual. If it weren't, he'd have already interrogated Yuugi properly and gotten dressed to leave, his sore legs be damned.

But right now? In the interest of acquiescing to the ones he'd incurred debt to, he'll behave accordingly. Besides, there was something about Yuugi's face that was off-putting. Like he was in some way appraising Kaiba as he lay there.

He doesn't like it. He's aware of how weak he looks.