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[Strangely shaped as his face is, Jonouchi wears his emotions on his sleeve. The instant Yugi gains that look, that hurt, hury look, Jonouchi feels as though he's been doused with cold water-

And while his hair isn't out, it certainly seems to have lost its life, the griffon standing there and freezing immediately. 'Went home', Yugi says- it's plain to see Jonouchi is not comprehending this.

Went home, went home, went...] Th...Th' hell do y' mean w...

Went...

[He doesn't accuse him of lying. It's Yugi. He wouldn't lie like this, joke like this, and the emotion on his friend's face is frankly too raw for it.

Impossibly, a thought clicks. It...it can't be though right? It can't...]

....Yugi...what's your las' memory...?

[He doesn't even realize how small his own voice is.]