Drawn by Iwa's screaming, Indigo makes her way into the gymnasium in time to get there before the inevitable physical altercation. She looks around at the vandalism Kaiba's committed, heaving a deep sigh that leaves her shoulders visibly sinking. She looks up to meet his gaze, unimpressed, resigned disappointment somehow clear on her lack of face, and speaks flatly:

"You make it mighty difficult to like ya sometimes, Seto Kaiba. Yer actin' like a child." Really, they both are. And speaking of both of them... she glances over at Iwa.

"There's no need to be killin' anyone." She idly rests a hand on the hilt of her sword, perhaps an unspoken threat to get involved should it come to that? "We'll make 'im clean up his mess." With that, she turns around so sharply that her corona and cape swirl out behind her as she leaves to go find a mop and bucket. Maybe there's a janitor's closet somewhere around here with cleaning supplies.