Mm, yes.

[Ryou shifts, pulls back a little so he can look Atem in the eye. It's probably weird, looking into eyes you're not used to seeing this color. Then again...is anything weird for them anymore?]

More than anything, you need a break. I know this place isn't helping, but maybe if we just...s-stay at home, then nothing bad will happen.

[He knows that's a temporary solution for a problem that's native to Ryslig on the whole, but...Ryou, at least, doesn't want to leave the house for a long time. He can't make Atem stay, but he almost wishes he could convince him to.]

We can build things. We could work on my board--

[For a brief moment, there's a memory he didn't make flashing through his mind. He sees himself stood over one of his prototype sections, slamming a too-big fist through the wood until it's smashed to bits, the details destroyed and black blood splattered all over because the wood was hard but he was so angry...]

My...my board...

[Ryou looks down between them, focusing on nothing in particular.]