[Ryou eases off, smiling to himself a little as Atem makes that noise...and then again when he speaks, because it seemed mildly distracted. So he goes back to drying feathers as they speak, and not pulling so hard.]

Well, at least you don't need me to warm you up anymore! Not for a while longer.

[Ryou bites back a yawn as he says that. Talking about sleep is making him sleepier, and the repetitive motion of drying Atem's wings is tiring his arms out. He knew this was going to happen, but he's also not going to give up on it.]

The sun...it must be nice to spend time in it. I thought that since I have a daytime form, I might be able to shift my sleep schedule and see the light, but as soon as the sun hits and I transform, it's like...I don't know, letting the air out of a balloon.

[He shifts to the top row of feathers at last, stretching upward. Then he gives the towel a feel, decides it's too wet to be of any use, and moves on to a fresh one before shifting to another area of wing and starting the process over again.]