Yuugi's inability to move brings a sobering reality to the matter at hand, and it almost has Kaiba hesitating. Perhaps they shouldn't play a game that required such wit--it wouldn't do to have Yuugi on the backfoot already, that's not the kind of game Kaiba wants to play.
However, there's something else that perks him up, and it's Yuugi admitting he has Blue-Eyes merchandise.
He's on his feet faster than he means to be, certainly he's at the dresser faster than the blink of an eye as well, leaning over to get a look at the thing more closely.
"Custom work," he says blandly, but his eyes are wide and bright. "It's very good."
He wants something like this. No, he doesn't just want it, he covets it. The Blue-Eyes White Dragon is his ace, after all, and seeing this here...it reminds him how much his heart aches to play them again.
...He can't let Yuugi know that, though. So, instead, he takes what dice he needs, while adding:
"I wasn't aware that you were the type to enjoy merchandise for a card you might never see in person, Mutou."
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However, there's something else that perks him up, and it's Yuugi admitting he has Blue-Eyes merchandise.
He's on his feet faster than he means to be, certainly he's at the dresser faster than the blink of an eye as well, leaning over to get a look at the thing more closely.
"Custom work," he says blandly, but his eyes are wide and bright. "It's very good."
He wants something like this. No, he doesn't just want it, he covets it. The Blue-Eyes White Dragon is his ace, after all, and seeing this here...it reminds him how much his heart aches to play them again.
...He can't let Yuugi know that, though. So, instead, he takes what dice he needs, while adding:
"I wasn't aware that you were the type to enjoy merchandise for a card you might never see in person, Mutou."