[Unloaded doesn't necessarily mean unpacked. Atem remains quiet as he sorts through what Shalem said, shifts his weight onto his other foot and crosses his arms. Enjoyed it? Created his persona? Those words in particular stick out sore, so scabby Atem's almost afraid to pick at it.
He should leave it alone. Accept it and move on, because if Shalem says he's happier this way, then that's all that matters.]
We are both products of how we were raised. It just so happens that the effects of my upbringing were... late to kick in. Or rather, I embraced them late.
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He should leave it alone. Accept it and move on, because if Shalem says he's happier this way, then that's all that matters.]
What do you mean by "enjoy"?
[Atem can't leave it alone.]
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Enjoying the macabre, Atem. And one that we likely created with our own two hands.
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[His heart sinks to his feet.]
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We are both products of how we were raised. It just so happens that the effects of my upbringing were... late to kick in. Or rather, I embraced them late.