"Perhaps, but consider that some people just like to complain for the sake of complaining," Bakura pointed out. Whether this applied to the Fool's friend or not, who knew.

The inquiry is oddly consideration, something he's sure he hasn't hardly earned yet from a complete stranger, but the thief shrugs. "Nothing wrong with explaining some general things," he answered. It was, after all, only the more personal side of things he preferred to keep closer to the vest.

The coffee press was done, steaming, and once he'd poured some for himself (black, preferred as always) he lifted it in mute inquiry to see if the Fool wanted a cup as well.