Wait--! [Malik's eyes widen, the realization that Bakura knew sinking in swiftly and deeply. He went to stand, to reach out and stop Bakura from whatever he planned to do when that bowl was shattered on the floor.
In his chest, he could feel something else shatter, and the pieces carved at his insides. He could feel it so vividly...a part of himself had died.]
A-aaghh! [Malik fell back against the chair, his hands twisting in the fabric of his shirt as he trembled in pain.]
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In his chest, he could feel something else shatter, and the pieces carved at his insides. He could feel it so vividly...a part of himself had died.]
A-aaghh! [Malik fell back against the chair, his hands twisting in the fabric of his shirt as he trembled in pain.]