I'm terribly sorry, but I'm only speaking the truth. I'm a selfish little brat who doesn't have time to worry about anyone else.
[The Thief King doesn't miss the man's gesture. He reaches into the jacket pocket, feeling the gun. Oh, well...this is interesting. He jumps to his feet, and a few steps away from the man, pulling the gun out.]
This is an interesting little toy you have.
[He begins to drop the guise of his lighter half, and his voice grows deeper and harsh. He can feel Bakura panicking. 'Don't hurt him! Please don't!']