[For just a moment...Ryou's world does realign enough to feel anger that the other Yugi had been hurt. For one long stretch of seconds, he wants to comfort his friend and tell him that it wasn't fair or right. To sympathize and figure out how best to help him recover from that scenario, if he could even do that.
Instead, he remembers that he's not even sure if their friendship was real. Maybe it only went as far as tolerance, and this check-up on Ryou was just out of some obligation imposed upon the other Yugi by a fake world.
Who knew which world was fake, which was real, or even if Ryou was who he thought. Just like that, he's in the haze and his answer is so, so ineffective.]
i'm sorry. i wish i could help you. you didn't deserve this...
[He means it, but he still feels as if every word he types out is an imposition so he keeps at distance.]
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Instead, he remembers that he's not even sure if their friendship was real. Maybe it only went as far as tolerance, and this check-up on Ryou was just out of some obligation imposed upon the other Yugi by a fake world.
Who knew which world was fake, which was real, or even if Ryou was who he thought. Just like that, he's in the haze and his answer is so, so ineffective.]
i'm sorry. i wish i could help you. you didn't deserve this...
[He means it, but he still feels as if every word he types out is an imposition so he keeps at distance.]