[Ryou would try to poke holes in all that the other Yugi's saying if he had the strength left to. Instead, his first reaction is, as ever, to solidify his body where the other Yugi draws near, to make himself harmless. It's instinct that still cuts through his anguish.
Because he's not the Ring-Spirit. Because he is Ryou Bakura. He wants friends and although he might slip to the shadows of their bond, he's still there right?
When he and the other Yugi's gazes meet, Ryou feels his chest tighten and his eyes widen, as if he's surprised to hear all of this. No, he's not surprised to hear it. He knows this Yugi nearly as well as the true Yugi, and those words do indeed strike a chord. Because he's right.
Ryou does want his identity. Not for anyone else's sake, but for himself. The stark reminder of how Diva had torn unwanted memories from Ryou's mind kicking and screaming still shakes him to his core. He was being honest then--he never wanted to think about that time again, when he had been used to murder. That Ryou Bakura was not in control and he hadn't been even after he was pulled back into the world he knew again, from the darkness that Diva had sent him to.]
No one here knows me enough to judge me for it, that's...really just me, isn't it? And they might never realize how hard it is to be separated. I don't even think he realizes why I struggle, and that's my fault as well.
[He passes his fingers across his face, to alleviate the stinging at the corners of his bright eyes.]
I've been hiding from everyone ever since what happened at the circus. I know you weren't here, Yugi, but it was terrible. I hurt so many people because I was driven mad by the effects of...it doesn't matter. It's not worth it to talk about who did it anymore.
The point is...you're right. You're right about how I feel, and...you're right about everything else you said about me. I want to do all those things you say, and I will continue to do what makes me myself. I think I lost sight of it in the face of everything that's happened here.
[The corner of his mouth twitches. It's not quite a smile, but it's not a frown either.]
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Because he's not the Ring-Spirit. Because he is Ryou Bakura. He wants friends and although he might slip to the shadows of their bond, he's still there right?
When he and the other Yugi's gazes meet, Ryou feels his chest tighten and his eyes widen, as if he's surprised to hear all of this. No, he's not surprised to hear it. He knows this Yugi nearly as well as the true Yugi, and those words do indeed strike a chord. Because he's right.
Ryou does want his identity. Not for anyone else's sake, but for himself. The stark reminder of how Diva had torn unwanted memories from Ryou's mind kicking and screaming still shakes him to his core. He was being honest then--he never wanted to think about that time again, when he had been used to murder. That Ryou Bakura was not in control and he hadn't been even after he was pulled back into the world he knew again, from the darkness that Diva had sent him to.]
No one here knows me enough to judge me for it, that's...really just me, isn't it? And they might never realize how hard it is to be separated. I don't even think he realizes why I struggle, and that's my fault as well.
[He passes his fingers across his face, to alleviate the stinging at the corners of his bright eyes.]
I've been hiding from everyone ever since what happened at the circus. I know you weren't here, Yugi, but it was terrible. I hurt so many people because I was driven mad by the effects of...it doesn't matter. It's not worth it to talk about who did it anymore.
The point is...you're right. You're right about how I feel, and...you're right about everything else you said about me. I want to do all those things you say, and I will continue to do what makes me myself. I think I lost sight of it in the face of everything that's happened here.
[The corner of his mouth twitches. It's not quite a smile, but it's not a frown either.]
Ha...I was supposed to comfort you, wasn't I?