I sat gazing out of the window in sad silence. The day had long since broken, yet here I was facing the beauty of the sun's rays and still breathing. It was indeed a sight to remember. The sun cast orange shadows on the sky that reminded me of sherbet. And sherbet reminded me of Yugi. He used to love orange sherbet. When I thought of my hikari, the miniscule amount of light that remained in my soul cried out in sadness toward him, but my face remained stern and emotionless.

I turned when I heard the door open behind me. Khentimentiu walked in and sat on a stool behind me near the wall. I barely looked at him out of the corners of my eyes and said nothing at all. I think that we were thinking the same thing. Ever since our Master's resurrection three days ago, we had actually become quite close friends, surprisingly enough. Khentimentiu had calmed greatly since Anubis committed suicide and I wasn't quite sure how or why he decided to change all of a sudden. I enjoyed having him around. We were very similar in our views but that doesn't mean that we had never argued.

Khentimentiu cleared his throat once. "Lord Osiris says that we are to—"

"Not right now. I'm not in the mood to speak of Him after last night."

"The massacre."

"Yes." I could still see the corpses on the ground. Their pained expressions remained on their faces, even in death. That scene tugged at my heartstrings and even tore them in half after I saw an entire orphanage of children covered in young carcasses. And all the while, as He slaughtered each child, He hummed merrily. I almost cried at that point. It's one thing to kill an adult or a teen, but to watch Him butcher children like pigs…

"We're going to finish off the rest of Domino City tonight," Khentimentiu finished hesitantly. He knew that it was a sensitive subject with me. Though my heart had indeed grown cold, I was not completely enveloped by evil as of yet.

"Mmn," I grunted. "He never tires of it. It makes me ill."

Khentimentiu got up and stood by me, taking a cautious glance out of the window lest the sun should burn him even with Osiris' blessing of godly blood. "I don't know if you realized it…but one of the children in the orphanage escaped."

I turned my head to look at him, then returned my gaze to the window. Though the scene outside was nothing spectacular. The part of the city the Shrine had relocated itself to was in ruins. Blood stained every inch of everything. Rotting and fresh bodies of those He had fed on lay in the streets like there had been an outbreak of a deadly illness. The buildings were beginning to crumble and decay like the rainwater had worn them down.

"Really." There was no enthusiasm in my voice, despite the good news.

"I don't know where he is. I told him to run."

"Who was this survivor?"

"I think his name was Mokuba Kaiba."

"Seto Kaiba's kid brother was in the orphanage?"

Khentimentiu nodded. "Ever since his brother disappeared. No one else could or was willing to take him in. I probably did something I'll regret later. I told him that if he needed somewhere to stay to come find me. I wasn't going to just leave him out there. But he shook his head and told me that he could look out for himself and ran into the city somewhere. I hope he found a safe house or something."

"He's strong. He'll be fine."

Silence.

"Seyumi?"

"Hm?"

"Lord Osiris is planning on gathering more followers to do His will. What do you think of that?"

"I really don't care."

Khentimentiu's eyes narrowed. "I don't like your attitude toward these serious subjects. You were all upset that there were no children survivors and when I told you that there was one, you just shrugged it off like it was yesterday's news. Then when I told you that He was going to create more Servants, you just…just…"

"Oh spare me!" I suddenly snapped. "You haven't gone through what I have. Don't preach to me about these petty little things. You've never lost anyone you loved; I've lost three people. Three. So until you tell me something that will interest me, just don't talk to me at all. I have more important things to consider than Mokuba Kaiba becoming an orphan or Lord Osiris creating more Servants. I really don't care."

Khentimentiu called me something that I will not repeat and stormed out of the room.

I didn't move.