Truly, it was a testament to how fucked up being a prisoner in your own body is.

But maybe it’s different wherever Zahra is from?

Ryou blinks as he is joined and smiled at the person. He’s already been told this is neither Anzu nor Yami, so this is just a new person. It doesn’t bother him at all and he smiles.

“And I am Bakura Ryou. Nice to meet you, Zahra. Lovely day, neh?”