[Ryou shakes his head, which in turn makes him dizzy. Stupid, stupid idiot! He leans on the kitchen counter, and he's still glaring but it's not as intense or angry. Atem's responding with the same volume, and he has no right to! It wasn't like Atem had to come back from this and deal with such a shitty feeling body.]
I don't want to talk about what we should do with our bodies, I don't want to think about that! I DIDN'T W-WANT TO DIE!! I was so frightened, don't you get it? When the thing bit my head off, I f-f...felt it. I couldn't breathe, and then I c-couldn't feel anything but the weight of something crushing me up and it was warm and disgusting and stunk of death.
[He knows he's going off topic now, drifting pathetically in the sea of his own despair. So he tries desperately to bring it back, to pull this conversation to the point and not lose himself in the fear that still felt so terribly close.]
And then! I revived, and I had to feel my own skull without muscles, my own neck without skin! I had to...f-feel things but not know what they were, and I was terrified because I didn't know where I was anyway! Being here didn't even help, because I couldn't see or hear, and I got dried out for nothing...!!
[He doubles up over the counter, hands over his head because there's something coming in through his anger, something that makes his heart feel like it's being crushed, his insides twisting themselves in knots.
This is your first death Ryou Bakura.
Ask Atem how many times he's died. ASK HIM HOW MANY TIMES HE'S HAD TO DO THIS.]
I'm s...I'm sorry...I know you've died...many times. You're right, reviving in the ocean would have killed me twofold. This was the only way but I've n-never died, and coming back like that was horrid! Now...I feel terrible...and I have to fix it...and you're telling me that I'm doing it wrong.
cw; description of decapitation, death, gore
[Ryou shakes his head, which in turn makes him dizzy. Stupid, stupid idiot! He leans on the kitchen counter, and he's still glaring but it's not as intense or angry. Atem's responding with the same volume, and he has no right to! It wasn't like Atem had to come back from this and deal with such a shitty feeling body.]
I don't want to talk about what we should do with our bodies, I don't want to think about that! I DIDN'T W-WANT TO DIE!! I was so frightened, don't you get it? When the thing bit my head off, I f-f...felt it. I couldn't breathe, and then I c-couldn't feel anything but the weight of something crushing me up and it was warm and disgusting and stunk of death.
[He knows he's going off topic now, drifting pathetically in the sea of his own despair. So he tries desperately to bring it back, to pull this conversation to the point and not lose himself in the fear that still felt so terribly close.]
And then! I revived, and I had to feel my own skull without muscles, my own neck without skin! I had to...f-feel things but not know what they were, and I was terrified because I didn't know where I was anyway! Being here didn't even help, because I couldn't see or hear, and I got dried out for nothing...!!
[He doubles up over the counter, hands over his head because there's something coming in through his anger, something that makes his heart feel like it's being crushed, his insides twisting themselves in knots.
This is your first death Ryou Bakura.
Ask Atem how many times he's died. ASK HIM HOW MANY TIMES HE'S HAD TO DO THIS.]
I'm s...I'm sorry...I know you've died...many times. You're right, reviving in the ocean would have killed me twofold. This was the only way but I've n-never died, and coming back like that was horrid! Now...I feel terrible...and I have to fix it...and you're telling me that I'm doing it wrong.