Mokuba shook his head; Yuugi's text sat in his stomach like a hard lump, rolling around and causing residual nausea as it went.

"Don't worry about me. Besides, I'm sure Yuugi could use the company."

Which was only partially true: he was worried.

Yuugi was already stepping outside, walking astride Pegasus as he seemed to be listening to him chattering about...something.