[There's too much touching, and Dazai doesn't think anything of it. He's focused on Chuuya's face, on how conscious and aware he is. There's a lot of blood--it's a bad wound, the one on Chuuya's shoulder, and if there's one thing Dazai knows well, it's wrapping bandages. A more aware Chuuya would complain about the source, but Dazai thinks nothing of unraveling a good length from his own arm, tearing through it with his teeth. Easy enough.]
What tipped you off?
[He needs some semblance of normalcy, so it's a sarcastic remark spoken plainly, without the usual malice. Going through the motions, because it's second nature and Dazai needs that while Chuuya is so unlike Chuuya. 'I forgot trees grow inside buidlings,' he'd normally say, but leaves that part out. He mostly just wants to keep Chuuya talking.]
You really pushed yourself. You know I hate it when you don't follow the plan. Stay still.
[He'll try to wrap the bandages around Chuuya's shoulder, at least, to stem some of the bleeding if he can. It won't be a perfect solution, but hopefully will at least do something.]
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What tipped you off?
[He needs some semblance of normalcy, so it's a sarcastic remark spoken plainly, without the usual malice. Going through the motions, because it's second nature and Dazai needs that while Chuuya is so unlike Chuuya. 'I forgot trees grow inside buidlings,' he'd normally say, but leaves that part out. He mostly just wants to keep Chuuya talking.]
You really pushed yourself. You know I hate it when you don't follow the plan. Stay still.
[He'll try to wrap the bandages around Chuuya's shoulder, at least, to stem some of the bleeding if he can. It won't be a perfect solution, but hopefully will at least do something.]