"Oh, no, no need to trouble yourself on our behalf," the woman smiled warmly. "Especially when Ryou is such a trouble on his own."

Bakura's hands went deeper into his pockets, slouch getting a little worse as he continued to avoid looking at his grandmother.

"We wanted to give you this, a small token of our gratitude for all your hard work with our boy," his grandmother continued, holding the bag out with a small bow. "It's really not much, especially compared with how much you've done for Ryou..."