[What Ryou says sort of just washes over him; over the last 36 hours, so many of his doubts and worries have been lifted away, and he feels grounded again, centered like he hasn't been since he realized Yugi wasn't in his heart anymore, and he's deeply, deeply glad.
Talking about this...it's helped a lot.
It feels like time to let go, though. Had he really just brushed his face against the side of Ryou's a moment ago? Is that normal? Ryou seems to think it is, so Atem decides not to worry about it, and schools the dark-bruise blush back down off his own face before loosening his hold on Ryou and pulling back, feeling more relaxed than he has in...well, in weeks.
He picks up the mug of blood off the coffee-table and raises it.]
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Talking about this...it's helped a lot.
It feels like time to let go, though. Had he really just brushed his face against the side of Ryou's a moment ago? Is that normal? Ryou seems to think it is, so Atem decides not to worry about it, and schools the dark-bruise blush back down off his own face before loosening his hold on Ryou and pulling back, feeling more relaxed than he has in...well, in weeks.
He picks up the mug of blood off the coffee-table and raises it.]
Here's to putting our pieces back together.