Seto smiled a little before walking out, the pharaoh looked back, crimson eyes looking for his lover till she spotted her. He walked with his friends, his mind thinking back on last night before the incident. When they danced in the dancefloor with no care of what was going to happen to them then. That moment he cherished now of all things that met the same as being with his friends. But now also thinking back with what memories he remembered of him and Zahra back in ancient Egypt, things were simpler for them both if you didn't count the world at stake. With his hands on his pockets and the all familiar weight of the duel disk on his right wrist and the millennium puzzle around his neck. Yami felt confident as ever.