[Ryou leans into the touch, trying to relax. His own hands fall lower, settling at Atem's waist for lack of anywhere better. This is comfortable. This is where he wants to be.

They were arguing before...he knows he should still be upset, and he is. But more than anything, he just wants to hold Atem close, to remind himself that Atem is here, safe, his.

The instincts that come with this temporary change are strong--Ryou only wants to protect the ones closest to him, to rail against those who would harm them. But right now, it's the proximity he wants.]

I'll always be here, you know. For you. I wouldn't ever want to leave if it meant leaving you.

[It's a dangerous sentiment, isn't it? To not want to leave. But he doesn't care. Not right now, anyway.

When they lock eyes, Ryou's wearing a determined look, his golden irises practically glowing.]

I'm going to do better. I know...listening is its own help. But I can still do better. I will, for you. You won't die again. I don't need to take your physical hurt to make sure of that, I just need to be stronger.