[Atem's noticed that there's not much in the fridge in the way of normal person food, but he hasn't thought much of it. After all, while food is fun and Atem likes it, he always feels lighter and healthier when all he eats is blood. Ryou's probably fine.]

No--

[--he says, bending down to put the big tray in front of Tybolt, who starts sniffing around at the sliding panels and levers to pull that he'll have to remember how to work in order to get the meat. Then, straightening, Atem picks up the pile of solars and taps it on the counter, straightening the bill-stack and putting it in order.]

--I won this at the blackjack table. I've still got a life left before I start to lose my memories, but that's no reason to be careless!

[He heads for his room, which means he'll pass Ryou on the way. A few feet away, he turns into a cloud of mist, one that goes up just about to Ryou's height -- and Ryou will feel a quick kiss on his cheek as it flows past him, before Atem reforms inside his own room. He's been working on that trick -- on turning only part of himself into mist, and on making only part of himself solid again. It takes a lot of concentration, but it's possible!

Anyway, what's that combination to the safe under the bed again...?]