[If Dazai never let's go, then Chuuya might be okay with that. It's an annoying thought, and one he pushes away quickly. He's just been feeling so annoyingly lost and lonely, in a way that makes no sense for him, in a way that makes him weak... and that grip feels like it's got a more powerful hold on him than gravity.
He'll start walking, taking care to stay close enough that Dazai doesn't have to let go if he doesn't want to, hoping it's not too obvious.]
Fine.
[Money means nothing to him. And there's a bar not far from here where he knows that if they sit at a particular spot in the back, they'll be almost hidden from everyone else there. He doesn't think he could handle anyone else looking at him.]
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He'll start walking, taking care to stay close enough that Dazai doesn't have to let go if he doesn't want to, hoping it's not too obvious.]
Fine.
[Money means nothing to him. And there's a bar not far from here where he knows that if they sit at a particular spot in the back, they'll be almost hidden from everyone else there. He doesn't think he could handle anyone else looking at him.]
Then I get to decide where we go.