[Atem does not waste time on thoughts like not wanting to let go, or if Ryou had both his feet he wouldn't mind just being carried into the graveyard. He's not that kind of person! He lets them roll over him and off his back, and when the door's open, he slithers out and changes back.
He pays the driver and thanks him for his time, and the driver, a little pale from the subject of conversation, burns rubber as soon as both monsters are out of his car.]
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He pays the driver and thanks him for his time, and the driver, a little pale from the subject of conversation, burns rubber as soon as both monsters are out of his car.]
...ah, I suppose we made him uncomfortable...