Although Yugi had prepared himself for this and knew it was bound to happen, being separated from Yami, even though he was only a couple of rooms away and the link between them was still active, made him just as nervous. In fact, no matter how much his grandfather protested, he couldn't help but hold onto the packs of cards tightly or move as if he was distracted, and he just had to glance at the door to the stairs just about every time he passed it. He worried; he kept himself out of it as much as possible and "turned away" from their conversation, but not knowing what was going on just made it worse. Or perhaps it was his nervousness that made him feel these things.

Whatever it was, once Yami was free and Yugi felt his presence become a tad stronger as he moved towards him, he let out a sigh of relief. If his other self was going to stay in his own body for a while, he'd really have to get used to that faint feeling of loneliness when they were apart.

Yugi glanced at his grandfather, who nodded and waved his hand dismissively. The rush was starting to let off, and besides, Yugi wasn't much help when he acted like this. Eagerly, Yugi set aside the broom he held and headed for Yami, nodding along the way. "Is mom making it for us," He asked once he was sure he could be heard over the conversing customers, "Or is she letting us make something on our own?"