[The touch to his arm is like a jolt of electricity -- his whole face turns to look at her, in a movement that's more a twitch, a spasm, than a conscious choice.
Atem looks at her.
He doesn't know what this means.
Either Nanami is misremembering, or his memories are wrong.
He doesn't know which he wants to be true. It's too much -- it's like a tidal wave over a jetty. He can't calm down, can't think through it, can't piece together what is and what should be done, his mind isn't working right, he can't focus, it's too much--
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Atem looks at her.
He doesn't know what this means.
Either Nanami is misremembering, or his memories are wrong.
He doesn't know which he wants to be true. It's too much -- it's like a tidal wave over a jetty. He can't calm down, can't think through it, can't piece together what is and what should be done, his mind isn't working right, he can't focus, it's too much--
--so, he just looks at her. He can look at her.]