Keith stared at the pawn and the queen one more time, then glanced over the move Bakura had made. With that, he forced himself to detach. Associating himself with the queen as he had just done would lose him the game; he knew that much. He couldn't dwell on why, though. Instead, he moved the queen again, firmly separating it from that pawn. Better that way.

"Video games. Something like them was what we had to train with where I was educated." He didn't add that he'd almost never used them, finding there to be no need except--except that one time. (Shiroe. Who were you, on the chessboard? The rook that had been taken early, perhaps.) "I was good at them." That much was technically true.