[Ryou doesn't want to, really, but he acquiesces, moving towards the table and looking broody about it. She was supposed to accept his words.
...No one ever does, do they? Why would they? He'd gotten very comfortable here in Ryslig, being slightly over his station. But reality had begun to set in. Ryou Bakura was never of great importance to anyone, not even the person he'd given his heart to.
It had ended so easily...Atem had told him that he couldn't be around him anymore, that he'd given up so much of himself to do so, and he couldn't be around such a luckless person and put his friends or himself in danger anymore
He'd hurt people...for Ryou. And now he regretted it.
...Perhaps Nanami doesn't mean to grind in the thumbscrews, but when she asks about Komaeda, he exhales sharply.]
Y...yes.
[He looks to the floor, standing rigidly in place.]
I knew of him. He was close with Atem...and we'd spoken several times, as well.
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...No one ever does, do they? Why would they? He'd gotten very comfortable here in Ryslig, being slightly over his station. But reality had begun to set in. Ryou Bakura was never of great importance to anyone, not even the person he'd given his heart to.
It had ended so easily...Atem had told him that he couldn't be around him anymore, that he'd given up so much of himself to do so, and he couldn't be around such a luckless person and put his friends or himself in danger anymore
He'd hurt people...for Ryou. And now he regretted it.
...Perhaps Nanami doesn't mean to grind in the thumbscrews, but when she asks about Komaeda, he exhales sharply.]
Y...yes.
[He looks to the floor, standing rigidly in place.]
I knew of him. He was close with Atem...and we'd spoken several times, as well.