[Cruelty and evil are different things to the undercover. He has yet to see true evil from the other Bakura, not like Costello or even French or Sullivan. No, the other Bakura was just an asshole who strayed on the wrong side of the tracks sometimes and needed someone with a firm grip to guide him back over the right way. Or so he found himself hoping sometimes, on the rare occasion he stopped to think about it.]
What kind of things? [He asks, sincerely curious.] And hey, you could cut your hair, wear different clothes. There are always ways to set yourself apart.
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What kind of things? [He asks, sincerely curious.] And hey, you could cut your hair, wear different clothes. There are always ways to set yourself apart.