Bakura gave a small startled exclamation as he was grabbed, adrenalin informing him that this was it and he was going to be eaten again. He stumbled back, falling on his butt the moment his double let go. "Aaa!" he exclaimed, trying to recapture his gun, a different sort of panic flooding him. No no, not Vash's gun, he needed that, that was important, he couldn't just---!

"It's not loaded!" he whispered, voice frantic. "I ran out!" Give it back give it back, he needed that to--

to...

His breath started to calm slightly as even just being in close quarters with his double helped push back the Madness's effect on him slightly. Now if he could just stop panicking...