[Not an illusion. Atem's heart is practically in his stomach. It might be the second or third time hearing how he's not supposed to be here, but that doesn't matter. Yugi's here because of him— he damned the both of them.]
You're not supposed to be here at all.
[Knives hurt less. He bites his lip, hard. What can he say? His mind is coming up mostly blank, except his own voice screaming at him about how this is his fault. He dares not reach out further, choosing to keep a good distance between them as if that'd do something to make someone reconsider.]
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You're not supposed to be here at all.
[Knives hurt less. He bites his lip, hard. What can he say? His mind is coming up mostly blank, except his own voice screaming at him about how this is his fault. He dares not reach out further, choosing to keep a good distance between them as if that'd do something to make someone reconsider.]
I'm sorry.