"Aaa--- if you're sure!"

Yami Bakura sure as hell wasn't. This whole think stunk like a trap and without his host's memories to lean on, he was going through it blind.

...And the way this guy smiled just rubbed him the wrong way.

"Though, it feels a little like something's a bit wrong, I think..." he faltered, rubbing the back of his neck. "My imagination, I wonder...?" he mused aloud.