The conflict that went unspoken played out in fast motion before Blue's mind-eye. Each hesitation was a spur to speak up, but the Mu said nothing, only watching and listening with a growing discontent. As Bakura's voice gave out to silence yet again, Blue spoke up, leaning forward with his earnest.

"Nothing changes without the initiative," he affirmed, fighting the boy's colors of hesitation. "I don't know what problem plagues you currently, nor will I pry, but...One's instincts are usually right. And to talk...it's a beginning." That's what this was, wasn't it?