As he checked himself over -moved his arms about to make sure the shirt fit all right, checked the pants to make sure the legs were long enough- Yami glanced up at Yugi, somewhat bemused. I don't think I do.

You don't have to stay in here if this is awkward for you, Aibou. I don't mind. Yami didn't personally see the big deal, but if Yugi was going to flail about then he'd rather he wait outside the room. No need to freak the poor kid out.