Ryou's not feeling better, exactly, but Atem will take what he can get, and cooling of outright hostility is a step.
(He needs Ryou thinking clearly for whatever the Tågevalgten scraps were warning them would happen in October. It's going to be big -- of course Halloween month in a horror game will be showy -- and that's one more thing to worry about, one more thing to plan for. Atem doesn't know if he's going to get that, but he'll try.)
His wings fold up, tuck back down on his shoulders, pressed close to his back. He steps forward, clawed toes extending on the floor as too-big feet carry him closer.]
It doesn't have to be right now.
[Forward he goes, slowly closing the distance, crossing into the kitchen.]
You just got home. It's all right to rest a while.
[Atem doesn't reach out yet, just...stops just within reach. Which is still a bit of distance, but not far.]
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Okay.
Ryou's not feeling better, exactly, but Atem will take what he can get, and cooling of outright hostility is a step.
(He needs Ryou thinking clearly for whatever the Tågevalgten scraps were warning them would happen in October. It's going to be big -- of course Halloween month in a horror game will be showy -- and that's one more thing to worry about, one more thing to plan for. Atem doesn't know if he's going to get that, but he'll try.)
His wings fold up, tuck back down on his shoulders, pressed close to his back. He steps forward, clawed toes extending on the floor as too-big feet carry him closer.]
It doesn't have to be right now.
[Forward he goes, slowly closing the distance, crossing into the kitchen.]
You just got home. It's all right to rest a while.
[Atem doesn't reach out yet, just...stops just within reach. Which is still a bit of distance, but not far.]
...I missed you.