The squeak would have made Kaiba raise his eyebrow if he didn't have several Gs exerted upon him. It's fine, he was more than capable of dealing with it. That's what his physique was for, otherwise traveling to his space station would be far less tolerable.

Even if...the upward motion was kind of messing with his equilibrium a little more than he'd have liked. Being drunk was already doing enough of that, he didn't need any extra stress.

And for a handful of minutes, that's basically what he got.

At least Yuugi wasn't shouting, or complaining about how Kaiba's arm was curled around him like a damn vise as they ascended.

Normally, the sight of the earth leaving his sight was impressive. Today however, Kaiba has decided to close his eyes against the view, in order to prevent his insides from doing party tricks. Maybe...this wasn't a good idea? But no, Kaiba has nothing but good ideas, clearly.

And he'll go on thinking that even after the chair's velocity begins to slow, and then...

...fuck.

As soon as the chair starts to come to a stop, he begins to float upwards, and that's not right. Had the gravity stabilization gone haywire? Oh, he doesn't need this right now, he needs anything but this!

"Brace yourself," he repeats grouchily, not letting Yuugi go and instead using his free arm to brace against the ceiling, then push back down.