[Atem would be getting a challenge whether he wanted it or not, and it's not because Komaeda is competitive.
It's because this is the side of Atem that first caught Komaeda's attention—his strong hopes, and how readily he rose to any challenge he faced, whether it was big or small. Even if his aspirations have changed, Komaeda would always support him the best he could, and even now...
He would be lying if he said he wasn't curious, too, of what sort of questions Atem might want to ask him. After all, he feels as if he's always been an open book.
Just as the thought crosses his mind, however, the bus rolls to a stop. As though fate were offering him the answers to his curiosities readily, Komaeda glances outside the window and sees the reflection of the low, late-afternoon sun in the surface of the lake in the distance.]
Well, it seems this is our stop.
[He says quietly, and uses his grip on Atem's hand to pull him up, just a bit too eagerly when he stands. There's another part of him that's particularly curious to see what Atem looks like as a merperson.]
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It's because this is the side of Atem that first caught Komaeda's attention—his strong hopes, and how readily he rose to any challenge he faced, whether it was big or small. Even if his aspirations have changed, Komaeda would always support him the best he could, and even now...
He would be lying if he said he wasn't curious, too, of what sort of questions Atem might want to ask him. After all, he feels as if he's always been an open book.
Just as the thought crosses his mind, however, the bus rolls to a stop. As though fate were offering him the answers to his curiosities readily, Komaeda glances outside the window and sees the reflection of the low, late-afternoon sun in the surface of the lake in the distance.]
Well, it seems this is our stop.
[He says quietly, and uses his grip on Atem's hand to pull him up, just a bit too eagerly when he stands. There's another part of him that's particularly curious to see what Atem looks like as a merperson.]