I'm still not used to being room temperature, but as long as it's both of us together sharing the same climate, it's okay.

[He glances down, smiles, and his ears flick a little.]

...I don't mind being warmer most of the time though. I like warming you up. It's...it's nice, to do it. It's, um. It's intimate, I think, to share warmth. And if you ever try being a naga again, it does have a function.

[This is...better. Yes. They should just talk like this. It's bad that their friends got hurt, or died, but Ryou's learned that trying to take on all the sorrow when you've hardly resolved your own is too much. Never mind for him, most certainly for Atem.

Ryou squeezes Atem's hand.]

...You know...I'm glad we're real.

[How he made something so out of left field sound so emotionally charged is anyone's guess.]