It's as easy as reading a book. Pegasus pores over those memories, considering them, then lets out a soft chuckle.

"Being a means to an end...isn't the same thing as making someone happy. You should remember that. Or that's what I would say, if I thought you ought to remember this at all.

How unfortunate, hm?"

Yuugi's feelings run ridiculously deep. The reason he wanted to work for Kaiba, and why it was a dream? Sure, it was to bring the joy of games, a lofty and laudable goal. But it seems he also admired the man from afar, and aspired to...what? To succeed? Maybe to grow closer?

"You want him to love you, don't you? Why not see what that's like?"

Yuugi's dream? Now that's the childish one. But Pegasus understands it, and he even gives Yuugi some of what he wants. It's as simple as whispering a suggestion in Seto's mind, because he could do that. He had the power to do that to Seto, and Seto only.

Yuugi Mutou is as dear to you as a lover. You've waited so long for him, your heart has known no other.

And with that, Kaiba's grip around Yuugi tightens, slotting them closer together. One leg gently crosses with Yuugi's, as if to somehow pull him closer, and Kaiba breathes a gentle, unusually warm breath across the other man's ear.

"You're beautiful," he whispers reverently. "You're mine..."

And he sounds as if he means it, more than he could mean anything at all.