[Ryou has one job here. They're clearly already stressing this man out, but the point is to scare him, isn't it? Atem's even setting him up for it...he can't mess it up. If he just thinks about it as a game...maybe it'll come easier.
Just play a role...right?
Ryou's red eyes flick over to the man, and he crosses his arms. It should look more intimidating, but actually it looks a bit like a nervous gesture. The words though...a little more damning.]
If he gives the Day God 10 percent...then it would only seem fair to take that extra 5 from him, for the waiter who was only doing his job.
But then again...he owes me 15 for doing that for him already, doesn't he?
[One hand reaches up, and Ryou taps his cheek in faux thoughtfulness. The more he plays, the less awkward it looks.]
20 percent.
[His eyes flick over to Atem's, or rather...the shadow that Atem had become.]
Seems fair, yes? I'm not even taxing him for ruining the atmosphere.
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Just play a role...right?
Ryou's red eyes flick over to the man, and he crosses his arms. It should look more intimidating, but actually it looks a bit like a nervous gesture. The words though...a little more damning.]
If he gives the Day God 10 percent...then it would only seem fair to take that extra 5 from him, for the waiter who was only doing his job.
But then again...he owes me 15 for doing that for him already, doesn't he?
[One hand reaches up, and Ryou taps his cheek in faux thoughtfulness. The more he plays, the less awkward it looks.]
20 percent.
[His eyes flick over to Atem's, or rather...the shadow that Atem had become.]
Seems fair, yes? I'm not even taxing him for ruining the atmosphere.