[ Marik shakes his head. ] If he never wants to forgive me, I'll understand. Of course, I'd like to make amends - but that's selfishness.

[ HOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW IS THE PHARAOH SO BRILLIANT AND YET SO DENSE

LET US TRY ANOTHER APPROACH

His hand curls into a fist, his eyelids lower. He has to really sell this. It has to be convincing. He has to...well, he's not sure he's ever fully felt what it looks like Ryou and Atem are refusing to see they could have, but he conjures up the next best thing.

Rishid....Sister....he's trying. He's doing this...for you. ]

If he can just...build up as many good memories as possible, in a place like this....I think that'd be enough for me. Even if I'm not in them.

[ His lashes quiver, ever so slightly. ] There has to be someone who can be his light in the darkness.

[ before marik's own light goes out, motivate the pharaoh, break through the fog, before the darkness closes in again and he can no longer see--

.....SHOOT

HE THOUGHT TOO MUCH ABOUT HIS FAMILY

AND NOW HE HAS MADE HIMSELF SAD

HE IS TOO GOOD ]