[Ryou sits up once he's able, then moves to get up out of bed. This whole time...while Atem had been pressed close to him, he hadn't realized how much better he'd made Ryou feel. Now without the weight of the smaller monster against his abdomen...and with everything they'd discussed about how Ryou was hurting himself...he realized that being this hungry was pretty awful.
It hurt. It hurt a lot, and he'd just settled for that so he could quit thinking about something far more depressing. That, in and of itself, is pretty depressing, isn't it?
But he meant what he said. He was going to fix it. Atem didn't have to follow him, but...should he do so, he'll find that Ryou literally means what he's saying.
He walks determinedly towards the kitchen, to the pantry that had been sorely neglected...and there he pauses, settling his fingers over the cabinet door. He has to do this. He's going to do this, even despite the voice in the back of his head whispering that if he gives in now, the rest of the pain will find a place in his heart. His sad, weak little heart.
This isn't just about Ryou anymore though. It's about solving a problem so that Atem doesn't have to.
So...he opens the cabinet, reaches in, and pulls out a container of...admittedly pretty tasty looking cookies that he'd bought as a kid, shortly before...
...Well, it didn't matter. He sets that container on the counter, and stares at them for a long moment.]
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It hurt. It hurt a lot, and he'd just settled for that so he could quit thinking about something far more depressing. That, in and of itself, is pretty depressing, isn't it?
But he meant what he said. He was going to fix it. Atem didn't have to follow him, but...should he do so, he'll find that Ryou literally means what he's saying.
He walks determinedly towards the kitchen, to the pantry that had been sorely neglected...and there he pauses, settling his fingers over the cabinet door. He has to do this. He's going to do this, even despite the voice in the back of his head whispering that if he gives in now, the rest of the pain will find a place in his heart. His sad, weak little heart.
This isn't just about Ryou anymore though. It's about solving a problem so that Atem doesn't have to.
So...he opens the cabinet, reaches in, and pulls out a container of...admittedly pretty tasty looking cookies that he'd bought as a kid, shortly before...
...Well, it didn't matter. He sets that container on the counter, and stares at them for a long moment.]