[To Ryou's reckoning...it sounds even worse when hearing it parroted back. And he knows, because he's not an idiot, that Atem is being sarcastic with regard to the part about shades.
His claw continues to scratch at the table, harder, making his fingertip ache. His ears lower, and if attention is paid, he averts his eyes. It's always hard to tell, given how they glow.]
...I think that's it.
[Isn't it enough? Wasn't just one or two of those things enough?
Ryou's tail curls around one of his legs, as if to seek some kind of comfort, but if it's him, what comfort is there to give, honestly? He needs to pay it back. That's all...]
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His claw continues to scratch at the table, harder, making his fingertip ache. His ears lower, and if attention is paid, he averts his eyes. It's always hard to tell, given how they glow.]
...I think that's it.
[Isn't it enough? Wasn't just one or two of those things enough?
Ryou's tail curls around one of his legs, as if to seek some kind of comfort, but if it's him, what comfort is there to give, honestly? He needs to pay it back. That's all...]