"I think so..." Hm. But now that there is someone else here to investigate, Yugi wonders if he just imagined it or made something out of nothing. He looks a bit uncertain, standing off to the side.

More importantly: "Hey, are you okay?" Yugi can't profess to have knowledge about Novakid. Maybe coloured smoke was normal for her? But he can't help but be concerned.

The kettle, for its part, does absolutely nothing. Until it does - rolling over the other refuse in a straight line before stopping and righting itself upwards. Weird flex. Either the world is demonstrating some amazing physics, or there's a spirit inhabiting this appliance.