[Ryou lets out a surprised sound as he's tugged down, made to look Atem in the eye after all. It usually sharpens his focus, to have Atem do this, to be made to answer questions, but all it does at first is take him back to that night, settled before two husks and a man whose throat he'd ripped out, whose flesh had stuck in his teeth because he'd bitten so hard, drank so deeply that all he could do was stand there and let cold, unfeeling words tumble out past bloody lips.
He remembers Atem pulling him by the collar then as well...the moments are smeared together, like so much spilled blood, thick and slippery and red.
Ryou does hear the final question, and it pulls him back a little. Not completely, but enough to answer faintly:]
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He remembers Atem pulling him by the collar then as well...the moments are smeared together, like so much spilled blood, thick and slippery and red.
Ryou does hear the final question, and it pulls him back a little. Not completely, but enough to answer faintly:]
I'm...yours.