[Atem's hands shift, moving up and down his upper-arms, a self-comforting gesture that's for them both.
He feels less alone, in his own mind. He feels less fragmented. He feels less likely to get lost...there's someone in here with him, holding his hand, keeping him here.
Even with Ryou's feelings on top of his...Atem feels better.]
Let's go back to bed.
[What Atem wants to do -- what he wants very much -- is to be lying down, wrapped in a real blanket that they both can feel, with that on the outside and Ryou on the inside. It might not be the most exciting activity to do together, but the sun's still high, and Atem feels like he can sleep.]
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[Atem's hands shift, moving up and down his upper-arms, a self-comforting gesture that's for them both.
He feels less alone, in his own mind. He feels less fragmented. He feels less likely to get lost...there's someone in here with him, holding his hand, keeping him here.
Even with Ryou's feelings on top of his...Atem feels better.]
Let's go back to bed.
[What Atem wants to do -- what he wants very much -- is to be lying down, wrapped in a real blanket that they both can feel, with that on the outside and Ryou on the inside. It might not be the most exciting activity to do together, but the sun's still high, and Atem feels like he can sleep.]