Sloppy seconds, then~ [Yeah, he set himself up for that one too.

Bakura watches with sly eyes as Marik plans his next move, only to cackle again when he realizes what it is.]

Really, Marik? I'm an evil spirit! I don't think my memories could get any more desecrated if somebody tried! Each notion of the 'good' Pharaoh and the 'bad' thieves of my home village scribbled on some wall is a slap into my face!

What do you think would one single human who doesn't despise my very existence change?