[Ugh, of course Dazai is refusing to talk about it. It's not like Chuuya really wants to have this conversation either, but he can't stop thinking about it, can't get all that blood out of his head. And it feels better to see Dazai alive and... as well as he ever is.
Chuuya holds onto the bottle a little tighter in case Dazai tries to grab it, and has another sip, just to spite him.]
It's mine now. Get your own.
[And then he kicks Dazai in the shin, just because.]
Our hearts aren't connected enough right now for me to want to share.
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Chuuya holds onto the bottle a little tighter in case Dazai tries to grab it, and has another sip, just to spite him.]
It's mine now. Get your own.
[And then he kicks Dazai in the shin, just because.]
Our hearts aren't connected enough right now for me to want to share.