The placid expression Blue wore was faintly shifted by the starts of a frown; he had little desire to speak to his own troubles. With someone with a disposition like Bakura's, too...He sent his stare across the room during the pause, but his eyes fixed back on the boy when he spoke, words chosen carefully and spoken slowly.

"There have been...difficulties." Declarations of outright war, as they were. "I do not wish to give you cause to be concerned, however. Such things can be managed, and they will be." He nodded a bit, certain. It was true enough--he had agreed to...try. Try and keep that bond of friendship. It was more for the boy's sake than his own, however, and Blue still spoke from a distance.

He paused, his lips pressed into a thin line for the silence before speaking again. "I would rather listen. If you wish to speak of yourself..."