Compared to her Bakura was in an ironically good condition by now, having barely to worry about a couple of bruises and an almost perfectly faded new scar all thanks to his host's continuous efforts of healing him. In fact he would have been fine to leave earlier in the day when he had finally 'woken up', but the doctors and nurses had insisted he stayed for at least one more night to continue to monitor his state and to make sure that he wouldn't have a backlash.

Bakura had almost laughed in their faces at that - since when did mostly self-inflicted comas induce backlashes? - but he had known better and complied after just enough resistance to not seem strangely obeying. Truth was that his body had needed the rest. Bakura had simply cheated with the rest to pull a few strings and scrounge a free healing or five while he was also setting up pieces and moving a couple of people to find clues and think like he wanted them to. All in all it had been a nice vacation in his soul room for him (an idea that had been sparked during his conversation about spoiling yourself and breaks with Nanami a couple of days back).

The disadvantage of all this was that he had woken up the moment somebody had entered his room and was now fighting hard to make sure that he kept breathing deep and evenly while Nanami kept telling him things. Hopefully this wouldn't take too long.