"That's fine. We'll have time before close. I apologize for any inconvenience this might cause to your work day."

God he sounded so stiff about it. Even he wanted to cringe, but...he couldn't bring himself to act any other way. This was hard for him, to admit he needed something of such high value from someone else, with very little to offer in return, and it not being business related.

The elevator dings. They've reached their destination. Kaiba is the first out, striding with purpose over to his desk. He's not stressed, or nervous. He's not.

What he is though, is having a hard time dealing with Yuugi's proximity. He's been doing fairly well since being on Yuugi's work floor, but now that there wasn't anyone around but the two of them, he looks fidgety as he moves to his desk.

Things don't...quite look right. Everything's where it belongs, except Kaiba's suit jacket, which is draped halfway across his desk. Odd, since he has his trench hanging from a coat rack. He's not really the disorganized type.

There's...something on the sleeve of the jacket too. A smear of dark red across the cuff.

Kaiba doesn't seem to take notice, other than to eventually pick up the jacket and hang it on the rack as well.

"We'll do this differently," he finally says, quiet as a mouse, as if it's a secret. As if he hadn't already disabled the cameras.