[Ah, Ryou...no, it wasn't your fault...they're going to have to talk more later about what things are Ryou's fault and which things aren't, says this enormous hypocrite control-freak with unrealistic standards for himself, who is picking his battles at the moment.]
Not...planned, exactly. I didn't know how, but I had decided I was going to tell you.
[He was going to get the prosthetic sorted out first, and get Ryou to a nice relaxing graveyard, and make sure the guy got some sleep, and...
...and then, going to the graveyard had become about Steve. Atem hadn't had it in him, then, not so soon, not while he was still waiting on the autopsy results.
He looks over at Ryou, now! The snakes are looking, also! Their expressions suggest uncertainty, a bit of guilt. Their little eyes are asking Ryou to forgive them.]
I think I'm right, that I won't make a very good boyfriend. I won't know what I'm doing. I'll try not to, but the truth is, I'm going to make mistakes...ones that might hurt again. Can you...
...is it still all right with you? Going on a date? Being more than friends?
[Does Ryou still want to date him, even though the only memories Atem has of anything like this are of a relationship with Riley Soelberg that had failed even though Adam hadn't done anything wrong, and Atem still doesn't understand why it was so awkward? What if this turns awkward the second they agree it's dating, and Atem won't be able to figure it out this time, either? It's going to be trickier than friendship!
But Atem wants it really badly. More than he's wanted anything -- anything not related to terrible sadistic punishments, at least. The dream in the trees showed him what it could be, and he finally understood, and...ever since then he's been fucked, really.]
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Not...planned, exactly. I didn't know how, but I had decided I was going to tell you.
[He was going to get the prosthetic sorted out first, and get Ryou to a nice relaxing graveyard, and make sure the guy got some sleep, and...
...and then, going to the graveyard had become about Steve. Atem hadn't had it in him, then, not so soon, not while he was still waiting on the autopsy results.
He looks over at Ryou, now! The snakes are looking, also! Their expressions suggest uncertainty, a bit of guilt. Their little eyes are asking Ryou to forgive them.]
I think I'm right, that I won't make a very good boyfriend. I won't know what I'm doing. I'll try not to, but the truth is, I'm going to make mistakes...ones that might hurt again. Can you...
...is it still all right with you? Going on a date? Being more than friends?
[Does Ryou still want to date him, even though the only memories Atem has of anything like this are of a relationship with Riley Soelberg that had failed even though Adam hadn't done anything wrong, and Atem still doesn't understand why it was so awkward? What if this turns awkward the second they agree it's dating, and Atem won't be able to figure it out this time, either? It's going to be trickier than friendship!
But Atem wants it really badly. More than he's wanted anything -- anything not related to terrible sadistic punishments, at least. The dream in the trees showed him what it could be, and he finally understood, and...ever since then he's been fucked, really.]