"Well, make sure you tell Seto yes then. We can all play games together, it'll be a good night!" Mokuba added, with more excitement than he usually had. He is, after all, still just a kid. Not so young a kid as to be this excited about things like sleepovers, but...there's something about it, that maybe Yuugi would read for what it is.

Neither of the Kaibas got to be kids very much during their lives. Seto, of course, had afforded Mokuba as much opportunity as he could, and continues to do so. It's why Mokuba's still enrolled in school, while his position as VP was partially figure-headed.

He's the prince of a kingdom, so to speak, with his responsibilities stewarded by others. His brother, Isono...whichever seemed most appropriate.

Mokuba has schoolfriends. But as weird as it was, Yuugi was a little easier to connect to.

Before he can say anything else, the two of them are interrupted.

"I heard you."

Stiff. Cold.

Definitely Seto. Along with a doctor who would be checking over Yuugi and making a determination. Both individuals step into the room, and suddenly it's less about discussing their plans, and more about asking questions, taking vitals, and making a determination as to whether Yuugi was going to be discharged.

Kaiba sincerely hopes this goes quickly. He's tired of being out, and there's a frenetic impatience in the way he stands there, arms crossed and fingers drumming against his arms. He's...god, he's fidgeting. Mokuba can tell. Too much coffee, not metabolizing fast enough. He's hiding it pretty well, but a brother knows.

Good think you don't have a heart rate to be raised, bro, he thinks to himself wryly. Then you'd be in here too.