[Whatever discomforting memory Ryou's trapped in, he's broken from it when Atem takes hold of his hand and fully distracts him with his words. He does look up.
You're not on that blimp. That's over!
Ryou knows he's not there anymore. He knows he lived but it still hurts, it bothered him that Marik had decided, once again, to take advantage of him. The gravitas of Atem's words should have Ryou backpedaling, telling him there's no need for such drastic measures.
But it feels good to have someone say that to him. For them to mean it...that they would protect him.
After all this, Ryou only has one thing to say.]
I don't want to be controlled. I'm tired of being a puppet. That's why...I hurt Marik. I wanted him to feel what I felt.
[He wants to sink into the bed, rather than be halfway sat up, and simply curl himself against Atem. Hide himself away under blankets and push his face into his friend's shoulder so that it doesn't hurt anymore. Such range of motion is very much lost on him though, and he hates it.]
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You're not on that blimp. That's over!
Ryou knows he's not there anymore. He knows he lived but it still hurts, it bothered him that Marik had decided, once again, to take advantage of him. The gravitas of Atem's words should have Ryou backpedaling, telling him there's no need for such drastic measures.
But it feels good to have someone say that to him. For them to mean it...that they would protect him.
After all this, Ryou only has one thing to say.]
I don't want to be controlled. I'm tired of being a puppet. That's why...I hurt Marik. I wanted him to feel what I felt.
[He wants to sink into the bed, rather than be halfway sat up, and simply curl himself against Atem. Hide himself away under blankets and push his face into his friend's shoulder so that it doesn't hurt anymore. Such range of motion is very much lost on him though, and he hates it.]