Kaiba drummed his fingers against his arm, idly watching the clouds pass. He finally turned to face the pharaoh when asked a question. It was strange. Why wasn't he asking about his friends from Egypt? Why was he back in those clothes at all?

"No. And I haven't seen any of your friends from the other side either. As far as why I pursued the mysticism I scorn...."

Shouldn't he have known that too?

"I was searching for you. You'd left while we still had unfinished business, and I wasn't about to let you get away with that. Don't you remember?"