[Ryou takes each and every strike. His body slumps forward, at the very end of it, he's almost convinced that he's going to lose consciousness at this point. Maybe, for a brief moment it seems like he has.
But that's not it. He's in his own head. This whole thing...did it matter?
No.
(yes)
...Yes?
(you don't need to leave)
He...can stay. There's no feeling compelling him to continue, nothing he can't run from. Nothing he can't suppress, for now. Forever, if he has it his way.]
Please...i-it's enough. L-let me out...Atem, please.
[Ryou can't bear another moment of this pain. He's already taken so much, the reality of it is starting to intimidate him.]
no subject
But that's not it. He's in his own head. This whole thing...did it matter?
No.
(yes)
...Yes?
(you don't need to leave)
He...can stay. There's no feeling compelling him to continue, nothing he can't run from. Nothing he can't suppress, for now. Forever, if he has it his way.]
Please...i-it's enough. L-let me out...Atem, please.
[Ryou can't bear another moment of this pain. He's already taken so much, the reality of it is starting to intimidate him.]