[As soon as the first light goes out, he cowers, his wings folding against his body to make himself smaller. His legs bend at the knees. His arms wrap around his chest.]
I c-can't.
[And other Yugi knows it. How does he know? His paranoia tells him that he's rooting around in his head somehow, wrenching his neuroses straight out of his thoughts.
His eyes dart to the remaining sources of light in the room: two lamps that feel impossibly far away.]
cw: paranoia
I c-can't.
[And other Yugi knows it. How does he know? His paranoia tells him that he's rooting around in his head somehow, wrenching his neuroses straight out of his thoughts.
His eyes dart to the remaining sources of light in the room: two lamps that feel impossibly far away.]
W-What else is there? What's the 'penalty game?'