[Eeeeasy does it....Atem slowly slides his arm out of the shed, down to where it was first cut, around the forearm. He's left with a loose, drying copy of his own arm, turned inside out. In a way that's half thoughtful, half distracted:]

I picked the widest point to cut it...I don't think I could have started at the top of my head, I'd never get the neck part wide enough to go over my shoulders...

[He notes the offer of help! He might take it. Atem might need Ryou to hold the bottom half in place while he slithers out, but first things first. He's got to sort out his other arm before he gets there. Atem hooks his claws into the skin behind his shoulder, and starts doing the same thing: work the shoulder free, pull the arm out backwards, over the elbow, then down the forearm and over the hand. It's not a quick process, but Atem's got steady hands, good coordination, and plenty of patience; it only tears a little bit at the shoulder where his claws are hooked into it.]

I'm really looking forward -- to having all this off.