"Yes?" Yami didn't really pay the reprimand in his tone any mind, running the water until it's warm. He wets the washcloth, wrings it out and heads over to Yugi to fold it up and rest it on his neck in a mirror of what Yugi had done earlier.

Reminded, he removed the cloth from his own neck and started to rummage through the cabinets. "Where do you keep your bandages, aibou? I will tend to your wounds first."