Zahra squints at Kaiba's explanation, not quite believing it. On the surface, everything matched up, albeit in a typical ever-so-slightly unhinged Kaiba. But something didn't feel quite right. Maybe... no, never mind. Taking whatever bait he's set up was not going to be worth it.
"You know, as much as I'd love for the fires of my hatred for you to be stoked once more," there's genuine spite and fury under the casual sarcasm, unlike anything anybody in Yugi's friendgroup had ever expressed before, "I don't have any fucking time for that." Woah, language!
(Zahra's rude now.)
"But I would appreciate it if you lead the way to Immigration Services. It would be nice to sleep with a roof over my head AND no headache from club music for once."
i'm sorry kaiba was such a shitlord in zahra's canon
"You know, as much as I'd love for the fires of my hatred for you to be stoked once more," there's genuine spite and fury under the casual sarcasm, unlike anything anybody in Yugi's friendgroup had ever expressed before, "I don't have any fucking time for that." Woah, language!
(Zahra's rude now.)
"But I would appreciate it if you lead the way to Immigration Services. It would be nice to sleep with a roof over my head AND no headache from club music for once."