Malik bowed his head. "Without the pharaoh, we are doomed."
"Thanks for the comfort," snapped Jounouchi.
"And since when did we depend on 'the All-Powerful Pharaoh?'" asked Seto irritably. "It's not like I can't do anything."
"Oh, right," seethed Jounouchi. "You always have to step in and get involved. You always have to try and be the hero. Well, what if we don't want you butting in? Didja think about that?"
Seto drew himself up to his full height, his eyes blazing. "I don't have to help you! I can walk out and leave you all to be picked off one by one! This is the thanks I get for offering a little assistance??"
"Yeah," sneered Jounouchi. "Thanks just like you gave us when we helped you out of your demented virtual game."
"I didn't need you poking your consciousnesses into my creation!"
"And we don't need you interfering with what happens to us."
"Jounouchi…" started Anzu worriedly.
"Listen to reason, dog," spat Seto, "you all need me. Now that Yami's gone, no one can even come close to rivaling me."
Jounouchi clenched his fists. "I bet you love that, when people have to depend on you. I bet you like letting them down just for kicks, don't you? Well, I'll show you who's a dog!"
Honda restrained him just in time. "This isn't going to help anything!" burst out Yuugi, scrambling from the bed to stand in front of his irate friend. "Please, guys, fighting will only help whoever's trying to tear us apart."
Jounouchi dropped his gaze. "You're right, Yuugi. I'm sorry. It's just…just that-" He broke off, glowering at Seto.
Seto folded his arms and returned the glare.
Yuugi turned to him. "Kaiba, please, I admit we may need you. Plus, there's safety in numbers. Maybe for Mokuba's sake, you could join us."
Seto close his eyes indifferently. "For the time being. But make sure you keep him" he shot a glance at Jounouchi "on a tight leash."