Bakura stayed still a long moment before finally shuffling towards his room. He only needed a few things; some clothes, a book...

There was a long pause as he looked at the silly blue and white plush on his bed before picking it up and hugging it close.

Packed bag and pillow-tapir plush in his arm, he headed back out into the hallway, pausing to look at Alastair's door another long moment.

Was this the right thing to do...? Was there anything else he could handle right now?