Kaiba...really does not know how to react to any of this. He's confused. He's...he's not supposed to feel sympathetic towards Yuugi! Hell, he's hardly felt sympathy towards anyone in so long, that he's not sure if he's experiencing a normal human emotion or heartburn.

But there is one thing it convinces him of, and perhaps it's not what Yuugi wants.

Ever since we've been in this room, all you've told me is how much you have suffered, and how much you have helped others. And you've tried to help me, for some idiotic reason, despite not even having the decency to remember who I am.

He shakes his head, looking away from the other.

I'm not going to disrespect my rival by considering him subhuman. Even if you don't remember me, my scars of defeat are something that I carry each and every day. You were the first to defeat me in my prime.

His thumb skates up the edge of the cupcake paper, then delves into the frosting.

I'm not going to be the one that cuts into you. And I refuse to accrue further debt, until mine is satisfied. Nothing you say will change that reality.

Do you understand, Yuugi?