Costigan noticed the gesture while failing to recognize its significance. He was oblivious to the ring beneath and, instead, it only reminded him of the religious medallion he always wore on a chain around his own neck. Saint Jude, patron saint of desperate cases. His father had understood his future better than he ever would.

"Most of us want to go home," he replied without much concern. The implications of Bakura's words did not go unnoticed. They didn't deserve acknowledgment. "What do you want to do with the armored guy?"