Yes, that is something I've encountered quite a few times in the- well, the modern world, I suppose you would call it. It seems that there are those who would do anything to grasp power, and once they have it, their only interest is in pursuing their own goals without a care for anyone else.
[ If Bayek is looking, he'll notice a hint of red creeping its way along the back of Atem's neck. It's not embarrassment, exactly, but Bayek seems to be so assured of himself, who he is, and the role he plays, whereas Atem is still trying to resume his footing. Of course he knows that this is where he belongs, as it's where he was born and where he grew up, but even though he was thought of as the displaced Pharaoh in the living world, he feels as though he's still displaced even now that he's resumed his place in the afterlife.
He just hopes that the somewhat strenuous nature of the trail they're on and the progress they make as they go on their way to wherever Bayek's leading them will prevent the other man from noticing that his thoughts are leading him to a slightly thorny place. ]
I gather this is something you've done more than once. [ Bayek's footing is sure without even an ounce of hesitation, and while it seems to him that Bayek is confident in nearly everything he does, there's just a sort of familiarity in the way he carries himself and walks that makes Atem think this isn't the first time he's walked this path.
Once they're both settled on the camel, Atem resumes listening attentively to Bayek's words. He's been paying rapt attention this whole time, but something about attempting to climb onto a camel tends to pull focus. His expression sobers as he listens to what the other man has to say, and the picture that he paints is hardly a pretty one. ]
The two of you managed to do all of that? That must have been no small feat.
[ A small smile returns as Atem's thoughts turn once again to Mana and her- well, her rather spirited nature. ] She is, just as I'm very fond of her.
[ And of course, he is, but it's a certain kind of fondness: the one between very good and close friends. ]
There were so many things. [ He isn't quite sure where to begin, but he finally decides on one of the many things he imagines Bayek might not be familiar with. ]
There is one particular invention that they call an airplane; you go inside it and it can take you anywhere you wish to go: to a city or even to another country. [ A bird flies above them at that precise moment and Atem points to it. ] You can fly as the birds do.
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[ If Bayek is looking, he'll notice a hint of red creeping its way along the back of Atem's neck. It's not embarrassment, exactly, but Bayek seems to be so assured of himself, who he is, and the role he plays, whereas Atem is still trying to resume his footing. Of course he knows that this is where he belongs, as it's where he was born and where he grew up, but even though he was thought of as the displaced Pharaoh in the living world, he feels as though he's still displaced even now that he's resumed his place in the afterlife.
He just hopes that the somewhat strenuous nature of the trail they're on and the progress they make as they go on their way to wherever Bayek's leading them will prevent the other man from noticing that his thoughts are leading him to a slightly thorny place. ]
I gather this is something you've done more than once. [ Bayek's footing is sure without even an ounce of hesitation, and while it seems to him that Bayek is confident in nearly everything he does, there's just a sort of familiarity in the way he carries himself and walks that makes Atem think this isn't the first time he's walked this path.
Once they're both settled on the camel, Atem resumes listening attentively to Bayek's words. He's been paying rapt attention this whole time, but something about attempting to climb onto a camel tends to pull focus. His expression sobers as he listens to what the other man has to say, and the picture that he paints is hardly a pretty one. ]
The two of you managed to do all of that? That must have been no small feat.
[ A small smile returns as Atem's thoughts turn once again to Mana and her- well, her rather spirited nature. ] She is, just as I'm very fond of her.
[ And of course, he is, but it's a certain kind of fondness: the one between very good and close friends. ]
There were so many things. [ He isn't quite sure where to begin, but he finally decides on one of the many things he imagines Bayek might not be familiar with. ]
There is one particular invention that they call an airplane; you go inside it and it can take you anywhere you wish to go: to a city or even to another country. [ A bird flies above them at that precise moment and Atem points to it. ] You can fly as the birds do.
[ In a manner of speaking, anyway. ]