「The card house is admired as he sits; his partner, er, Yugi would love it... He does as Bakura says, trying to go through the motions the best way he can, keeping in mind that he is only helping him, that this doesnt mean anything but that, that he's not at his mercy, that this is but a favor, a courtesy... Atem needs to make the differences clear in his mind; it's not easy to be around Bakura still and it will probably never be. He goes as far as to close his eyes for a moment, focusing on the warmth of the cup around his hand — it's soothing— and he tries as humanly possible for him to ignore the proximity of the former King of Thieves, he tries to ignore how it hurts his pride that he's seen him at his lowest and that it is him of all people who is helping him through it. Atem then, allows himself a moment of respire, relaxing on the both, relieving and stinging touches. He does not wince nor complain once.
Questions about why Bakura has so much knowledge about how to ease the pain come to his mind, but he pushes them to the dark. He's not up for a fight right now.」
I know. Law mentioned it.
「He keeps an even tone, it's hard to tell what might be going through his mind, and the truth is that he hasn't given any real thought to it. Law had told him he tried to make the tiniest stitches for his shoulder, to which Atem even joked around. His chest, is another story — he will never ask Law about it, but it seems it took quite the effort to keep him from slipping away — but, honestly, right now, he doesn't care about either. He has yet to realize what it truly means, what it will be like when he looks at himself in a mirror while he remains in his body.」
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Questions about why Bakura has so much knowledge about how to ease the pain come to his mind, but he pushes them to the dark. He's not up for a fight right now.」
I know. Law mentioned it.
「He keeps an even tone, it's hard to tell what might be going through his mind, and the truth is that he hasn't given any real thought to it. Law had told him he tried to make the tiniest stitches for his shoulder, to which Atem even joked around. His chest, is another story — he will never ask Law about it, but it seems it took quite the effort to keep him from slipping away — but, honestly, right now, he doesn't care about either. He has yet to realize what it truly means, what it will be like when he looks at himself in a mirror while he remains in his body.」