[Ryou sighs comfortably as Atem's fingers tickle down his cheek. That's a really nice feeling, and if he wasn't so worn out then he'd probably be more affectionate with Atem. Alas...the kiss to the temple is still nice and welcome and more than he feels he deserves.

Man. He's...still kind of boggled that this turned out in his favor. Nothing turns out in Ryou Bakura's favor. And yet...he has Atem here, kissing him gently, touching his face--

--Asking him reasonable questions.

Oof. Ryou was lightly blushing before just from the attention, but now it darkens, and he looks a little self-conscious.]

Ugh...Marik. Uhm...he was being pushy about it the day I went out on my own...I couldn't escape him since I couldn't float. We were sitting on a street bench and he kept insisting that...it would be good for both of us, because I guess you looked at me in some way when I left that whole possession fiasco at the rift? A-Anyway. He wanted to make a bet. He bet he could get you to confess to me in two weeks and if you didn't, he'd quit scheming for a day.

...So to shut him up I told him fine.

But make it three days because him and his plans exhaust me, he wants to defeat the Fog God and he just got here and now he's doing a cult thing with the Ring-Spirit and ughhhhhh...

[Ryou groans in utter annoyance. Yes, he's warming up to Marik very slowly, nooooo he doesn't care for all these machinations.]

So anyway...I'm sorry. I should have just let him keep talking and not fed into it. I'm sure it bothered you. But it was getting embarrassing...

[A beat.]

Shall I write you another coupon? 1 free favor for your roommate being a jerk.