"Aa, I know," Bakura replied, because he did. The way that Cain spoke of Rome wasn't unlike how Bakura did of Egypt, although the thief was rarely one to be poetic about it. Cain, at least, would understand the depth of loss, of a homeland lost to the past.

This was definitely not the conversation he'd expected to have today.

Gathering his bag from the counter, they exited the shop. Bakura didn't have any other errands to run at the moment, so he looked in askance at Cain to see if there was more.