Right.

[Atem hasn't moved...and he does see the ears, and the fluff of the fur.

This isn't an easy thing....but, it doesn't look like Ryou regrets it, yet. There's not enough distress to make Atem decide to call it off...

...just enough distress to make him reach over and take Ryou's big padded night-form hand with his own.]

No matter what happens...we'll be okay. I want this, but...I don't want to do anything that will make us not okay.

I love you, too.