[Ryou lets out a soft groan of pain as he shifts his left leg, brushing against the bedsheets, but it's brief. He's okay. He doesn't want to worry Atem when they're both tired and stressed.]
Yeah that's...fine. I can start.
[He tries not to think too hard about what to say. That would take the fun out of the game, right? Be spontaneous...
He lets his arm rest against the bed so that Atem's hand lays over it. The less strain, the more likely he won't pull it away, right?]
Um...socks.
[Probably a silly way to begin. But there's definitely plenty of words that have no relation to socks. Ryou's vaguely aware of the fact that this is a simple game that's meant to make them keep their focus off of patterns. Maybe Atem did that on purpose, because patterns make you think. Patterns...can lead to upsetting thoughts. Neither of them need anymore of those.]
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Yeah that's...fine. I can start.
[He tries not to think too hard about what to say. That would take the fun out of the game, right? Be spontaneous...
He lets his arm rest against the bed so that Atem's hand lays over it. The less strain, the more likely he won't pull it away, right?]
Um...socks.
[Probably a silly way to begin. But there's definitely plenty of words that have no relation to socks. Ryou's vaguely aware of the fact that this is a simple game that's meant to make them keep their focus off of patterns. Maybe Atem did that on purpose, because patterns make you think. Patterns...can lead to upsetting thoughts. Neither of them need anymore of those.]