Ryou takes an unnecessarily huge bite out of the anpan because...because he doesn't know why!! He's nervous! All of that's for him?! He already bought so much, what is he going to do with all these sweets?
(Eat them. Eat them all. He'll die a happy young man.)
It takes him a moment to decide what to do, but eventually he chews and swallows that ridiculous mouthful of anpan, shoves the rest of it in his mouth like a piece of toast, grabs the bottle of icewine and one of the pastry boxes, then walks back over to the couch and sits. All of this is done stiffly, because he's flattered and nervous and this is the best birthday ever but being doted on evidently ruins him.
He sets the items down on the coffin-table, then moves to pull the remainder of the anpan he'd been holding between his teeth away.]
You. You ah, planned this very well.
[Said faintly, and his eyes are pretty wide. He's still trying to figure out how to properly thank Atem, and he'd been so worried about that task that he hadn't even gotten glasses for the wine.
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Ryou takes an unnecessarily huge bite out of the anpan because...because he doesn't know why!! He's nervous! All of that's for him?! He already bought so much, what is he going to do with all these sweets?
(Eat them. Eat them all. He'll die a happy young man.)
It takes him a moment to decide what to do, but eventually he chews and swallows that ridiculous mouthful of anpan, shoves the rest of it in his mouth like a piece of toast, grabs the bottle of icewine and one of the pastry boxes, then walks back over to the couch and sits. All of this is done stiffly, because he's flattered and nervous and this is the best birthday ever but being doted on evidently ruins him.
He sets the items down on the coffin-table, then moves to pull the remainder of the anpan he'd been holding between his teeth away.]
You. You ah, planned this very well.
[Said faintly, and his eyes are pretty wide. He's still trying to figure out how to properly thank Atem, and he'd been so worried about that task that he hadn't even gotten glasses for the wine.
...He just leans on Atem. Processing.]