Solomon had little enough energy to spare that the dig made him grunt, and he put all his weight on the table. Now the shock was starting to wear off, all the aches and pains he hadn't noticed were starting to make themselves known.

"About what?" he asked, when Bakura couldn't seem to finish his sentence. "I told you I was searching for the other parts of their being. What did you think I'd do with those parts, if not to put them back together?"

Particularly with Bakura standing right there. If Solomon had done anything other than what he'd already meant to do, he had no illusions about being dead in an instant.