[Ah, so they're going the relaxing route. That's honestly okay as well. Ryou enjoys it when he has a weighted snanket in bed, and now he can actually admit it. This is...really weird. But good-weird. He's still pretty sure he's riding the euphoria way too hard here.

He'll let himself have it for tonight.]

Mmh, you probably could do all that just to make it extra frustrating. I don't know if I could look neutral through all of it though. My poker face is pretty bad, and if you're touching my hair, well...

[He hums a little as the snakes settle in. They feel like soft little fingers, slightly cooler to the touch than his own body temperature. He's going to miss them when Atem changes back...they're very cuddly and adorable, like puppies.

Oh...wait. Atem's complimenting him again...on his hair. Ryou blinks a few times, then angles his head to glance at Atem a little better.]

...You think it's okay like this? I still want to grow it out, but...I didn't know you felt that way.

[He smiles, of course. Because he's happy. He's comfortable His arm settles loosely around Atem. The weight of his tail doesn't disturb Ryou. In fact...he's starting to feel heavy again anyway. Like he's sunk into the bed, but wrapped in something comfortable. Down his head goes again, turning to the side so that he can nuzzle into his pillow. He's mindful not to squish any of the snakes currently in his space, though.]

It'll take a while to grow back out...I'm sure.

[Are his eyes closing? His eyes...are definitely closing.]

Thank you...for thinking it looks nice. Saying nice things...I'll tell you nice things too, I promise. I'll do all the nice things for you too...when everything feels better.

[When he can walk. When the burns heal. It'll be better. He believes that now.]