[ They may be his closest friends, but to Yugi, Atem was his best friend. His brother. He'd love to sit down and explain everything he has been thinking about to make this game. There is the need for feedback, sure, but he just misses speaking with Atem. Though, why would a Pharaoh want to listen to games? He has a kingdom to run, and he's reunited with the friends he had in life. Yugi has never once doubted that he and the others remain Atem's friends... he just figures they may not be as important anymore.
Especially him now that he's not the keeper of the Millennium Puzzle and his duty has been fulfilled. ]
Maybe. If I can ever finish it... [ he trails off only to stop himself from asking if Atem wants to listen.
He blushes more and stands up straighter as if to prove he's taller. In all reality it is the confidence that rolls off him now that makes him appear taller. Something he's learned from the ancient spirit he would more than willingly call his brother. He bites his tongue to keep from accidentally calling Atem Other Me in reaction to the teasing. Instead, his cheeks just puff out slightly. ]
I have, you know! [ He'll just argue this now for no real point other than trying to keep a conversation going.
His gaze does dart up skywards for a moment to see how bright the sky is. If life continues on for Atem, then, it must be as close to the Egypt he knows as it can be. Modern convinces don't exist ... so any direction the Pharaoh tells Yugi to take? He'll definitely do whatever he's told to do.
There is still some level of hesitation as he moves forward. The Egypt he had seen was Atem's memories. If he encounters any of the Priests they won't really know who he is. Not only is he a stranger, but he's a foreigner, and that realization just settles in the further into the palace they walk. He had done his best to make sure Atem never felt this way in the modern world, but, maybe the person he once called his other self did feel that way after his memories were returned.
Eventually he comes to a stop. His gaze drops slightly. It's still strange not to see the Millennium Puzzle hanging from his neck when he looks down. It still feels like part of him is missing when he can't reach out and talk to Atem like he could. His fists clench slightly. Maybe he's the only one that's been struggling to come to terms with it all. He was the one that put Atem to rest ... he shouldn't be feeling the way he does about any of it. ]
sssh i love this thread ;_; /rolls these two up
Especially him now that he's not the keeper of the Millennium Puzzle and his duty has been fulfilled. ]
Maybe. If I can ever finish it... [ he trails off only to stop himself from asking if Atem wants to listen.
He blushes more and stands up straighter as if to prove he's taller. In all reality it is the confidence that rolls off him now that makes him appear taller. Something he's learned from the ancient spirit he would more than willingly call his brother. He bites his tongue to keep from accidentally calling Atem Other Me in reaction to the teasing. Instead, his cheeks just puff out slightly. ]
I have, you know! [ He'll just argue this now for no real point other than trying to keep a conversation going.
His gaze does dart up skywards for a moment to see how bright the sky is. If life continues on for Atem, then, it must be as close to the Egypt he knows as it can be. Modern convinces don't exist ... so any direction the Pharaoh tells Yugi to take? He'll definitely do whatever he's told to do.
There is still some level of hesitation as he moves forward. The Egypt he had seen was Atem's memories. If he encounters any of the Priests they won't really know who he is. Not only is he a stranger, but he's a foreigner, and that realization just settles in the further into the palace they walk. He had done his best to make sure Atem never felt this way in the modern world, but, maybe the person he once called his other self did feel that way after his memories were returned.
Eventually he comes to a stop. His gaze drops slightly. It's still strange not to see the Millennium Puzzle hanging from his neck when he looks down. It still feels like part of him is missing when he can't reach out and talk to Atem like he could. His fists clench slightly. Maybe he's the only one that's been struggling to come to terms with it all. He was the one that put Atem to rest ... he shouldn't be feeling the way he does about any of it. ]
...Are you happy? Here, back in Egypt.