[Seto looks over his friend's face--or his face, still holding onto his hand to comfort him and calm him down. Though in the back of his mind, he realizes something. That even though he has the glove on his hand, he can't feel the warmth of his skin seeping through. It's only been a brief moment since he's held his hand, but Seto's quicker to notice things like this. He focuses on it, he looks for it, even here when he's been here for so long.

And it unsettles him a little deep down somewhere--somewhere?--to not be able to feel that warmth that he's always craved and cherished. And if Crow is him now--doesn't this mean he's human? Shouldn't he be warm?

Though again, he pushes back his thoughts for now and tries to think of an answer.]

I'm not... really sure. I-I think it might be an experiment [At least that's the only answer that makes sense for a situation like this. And as far as Seto can remember, this has happened to other people before... ] so we might have to wait until it's over to get back to normal.

[He watches Crow try to breathe and frowns, asking worriedly] Are you okay?