He looks at the family -- at how they look alike, how they look different. That's Ryou's mother. That's Amane -- as she was, at this moment. Going from Ryou's appearance, this was at least ten years ago...
His own curiosity satisfied, their images in his head, he sets it down and looks back at Ryou. A hand goes to Ryou's upper arm, warm and solid.]
D'you want to tell me about them?
[Because if Ryou does, Atem will listen. He wants to know about them, now that he knows what they look like.]
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He looks at the family -- at how they look alike, how they look different. That's Ryou's mother. That's Amane -- as she was, at this moment. Going from Ryou's appearance, this was at least ten years ago...
His own curiosity satisfied, their images in his head, he sets it down and looks back at Ryou. A hand goes to Ryou's upper arm, warm and solid.]
D'you want to tell me about them?
[Because if Ryou does, Atem will listen. He wants to know about them, now that he knows what they look like.]