You're right, of course. We don't stop being who we are because we've stepped into this new chapter of our lives. [ And while Atem knows that he always was the Pharaoh, whether he remembered it or not, now that he's here and has full recollection of his memories, he'll never stop being the one who walked alongside Yugi for as long as he did. He won't forget him or any of the people he met while he was with them.
And if Bayek's comments bother him, he doesn't let on about it. He was absent for quite some time; that isn't something that can be disputed. His priests and old friends did very well while they were apart. Now that they've been reunited, Atem's appreciation for every one of them has only increased. They've earned their places here just as much as he has, if not even more.
Atem remains silent, pondering all of this for a moment until he realizes that Mahado is taking his leave. He nods at his old friend, certain that they'll regroup again at a later time.
Once it's only him and Bayek who remain, he turns to face him properly. ] I am, thank you. [ Well, that is. At least on a surface level, Atem's complaints are few, if not nonexistent. He has regained everything that he lost, and now he feels as though he has no reason to be anything but at peace.
What's more, he feels as though it would be a disservice to those he calls friends if he were to express anything else. So when Bayek gives voice to his neutral yet somewhat pointed comment, Atem hesitates. No one should know that he feels anything but complete contentment, and yet somehow, Bayek has either guessed or observed something that makes him think all is not right with him. ]
What do you mean? [ He supposes he might not be able to convince the man that all is well, not when he evidently has suspicions, but he's going to try. ] Everything is exactly as it should be.
[ And perhaps if he says that enough, he'll begin to believe it. ]
I believe it is, yes. clearly we have problems >.>
And if Bayek's comments bother him, he doesn't let on about it. He was absent for quite some time; that isn't something that can be disputed. His priests and old friends did very well while they were apart. Now that they've been reunited, Atem's appreciation for every one of them has only increased. They've earned their places here just as much as he has, if not even more.
Atem remains silent, pondering all of this for a moment until he realizes that Mahado is taking his leave. He nods at his old friend, certain that they'll regroup again at a later time.
Once it's only him and Bayek who remain, he turns to face him properly. ] I am, thank you. [ Well, that is. At least on a surface level, Atem's complaints are few, if not nonexistent. He has regained everything that he lost, and now he feels as though he has no reason to be anything but at peace.
What's more, he feels as though it would be a disservice to those he calls friends if he were to express anything else. So when Bayek gives voice to his neutral yet somewhat pointed comment, Atem hesitates. No one should know that he feels anything but complete contentment, and yet somehow, Bayek has either guessed or observed something that makes him think all is not right with him. ]
What do you mean? [ He supposes he might not be able to convince the man that all is well, not when he evidently has suspicions, but he's going to try. ] Everything is exactly as it should be.
[ And perhaps if he says that enough, he'll begin to believe it. ]