[He presses into Ryou's side, and, before he's done, Atem ends up with his face in Ryou's chest, fingers wound in his shirt.
He's got too many feelings, good and bad, and it's going to take his body and brain time to sort through them. Right now, he's a pot that's boiling over -- but, Ryou holding him, means that eventually, he'll slow down, and start gulping for breath, hyperventilating, trying to breathe at a normal rate and failing. He's dizzy, thanks to the overabundance of oxygen in his too-alive bloodstream; he's clinging to Ryou's clothes, his horns pressing against Ryou's shoulder in a way that comforts, the pressure helps, and when he can maybe form a word or two again, he doesn't say, you shouldn't be comforting me, it was my fault.]
We--
[Breathless, short.]
We have -- a-a lot to -- t-talk about--
[he's clearly in no state to do it. But, at least, he seems to want to work on them, instead of closing the door on it as something he can't, or shouldn't, have.]
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He's got too many feelings, good and bad, and it's going to take his body and brain time to sort through them. Right now, he's a pot that's boiling over -- but, Ryou holding him, means that eventually, he'll slow down, and start gulping for breath, hyperventilating, trying to breathe at a normal rate and failing. He's dizzy, thanks to the overabundance of oxygen in his too-alive bloodstream; he's clinging to Ryou's clothes, his horns pressing against Ryou's shoulder in a way that comforts, the pressure helps, and when he can maybe form a word or two again, he doesn't say, you shouldn't be comforting me, it was my fault.]
We--
[Breathless, short.]
We have -- a-a lot to -- t-talk about--
[he's clearly in no state to do it. But, at least, he seems to want to work on them, instead of closing the door on it as something he can't, or shouldn't, have.]