Like I really give a shit. I live with Watanuki, you know. His place is sort of perfect, better than the shack by the river. Storms keep blowing that down.

[She was leaning against the doorframe, arms folded while she watched him gape like a codfish on the hook for a second. So, he'd noticed her missing? Had he cared? He'd never show it if he had. He'd posture like the oaf that he... there it was. There was the posturing. Her lips quivered on the edge of a smirk.]

Hell.

[Sorry, you stepped right into that one, Kaiba. She was fighting a laugh at that reaction or how easy it was to just reply with one word. Because of course she was in hell. That's where she'd been before she came here.]

It's almost a kindness I didn't remember being here till I got back. I would have gone crazy not seeing the sky. Probably would have choked a bucket.