[...oh, thank goodness. Ryou might feel it, when relief starts to melt the tension in Atem's muscles, when the hug turns easier. Relief's audible in Atem's voice, too, as he pulls back just enough to look at Ryou, to hold him by the back of his head. He sounds a little more like himself, actually, than he has since before the fog.]

Is that it? I was sure it'd be much worse than that, from the way you were acting! Really, Ryou, you had me worried!

[Whew. Not a secret. Not a bomb he didn't see coming. No broken promises, no new deaths, no new scars. Just something Atem already knew about, and which didn't hurt anyone. Except, of course, for the pain Ryou thought he should be feeling for it, but they'll deal with that in a moment, once Atem's done pressing his forehead to Ryou's.]