The things unsaid were already acknowledged; such was the nature of the Mu. Blue did not press as he would have a lifetime ahead, however. Instead, he regarded Bakura's offer carefully, the notion of escaping the crowds all too enticing. Still, he had no money on his person, and though he didn't need to make assumptions that the boy would raise no complaints in covering it, Blue had no wish to exploit that.

"Somewhere quieter," he said as he hugged his arms, watching another clump of civilians cross the street.