[Dazai might be standing in the open doorway still, but Chuuya is making himself at home. It's hard to think, and while coffee hasn't helped so far, he still wants more. Besides, Dazai is a lot easier to deal with once he's had some caffeine.

He has shit coffee, of course, but Chuuya starts making some anyway.]

I haven't forgiven anyway. But I told you to forget about that. [He pauses, then clarifies:] For now.

[Chuuya isn't very good at letting go of anger. But he can push it aside if he absolutely has to.]

You feel fine? You really don't know why I'm here?

[He's so confused. Dazai has touched him, so he's at least not under the influence of some Ability now. But maybe he had been?

It really feels so real, but Dazai is acting like the asshole he's always been. ]