[Ryou walks, and he almost smiles whenever Atem squeezes his arm. Almost. But what really makes his expression shift to something more positive, relieved and relaxed, is the fact that Atem does remember. There was something good that came from this. Atem's memories were precious. A rarity. Ryou wanted him to have them.]

I'm happy for you. Even if there's only a few, that's good. You were...you were a good person then too.

[He pauses.]

...You liked ducks. Right?