[Yes, him. Bakura preens momentarily on the effect he still has even on somebody who already knows not to fear him. Getting so close to Bakura clearly scared the sanity right back into the Marik again -- or as much sanity as the tomb keeper had to begin with, anyway. There's not much vouching for that.
At least the dramatics stopped.]
You ....saw what?
[Leaning back, Bakura perches on his knees as he regards Marik with an upquirked eyebrow and a slight twist of one corner of his lips and a twist of his head that might be eerily familiar to the the tomb keeper now. After all it's exactly the same gesture he's been making as a little kid and as a feared tomb robber as well.]
no subject
At least the dramatics stopped.]
You ....saw what?
[Leaning back, Bakura perches on his knees as he regards Marik with an upquirked eyebrow and a slight twist of one corner of his lips and a twist of his head that might be eerily familiar to the the tomb keeper now. After all it's exactly the same gesture he's been making as a little kid and as a feared tomb robber as well.]