[They can both feel this odd melancholy, but Odasaku lets it breathe. He's never been able to read Dazai's mind; he's said exactly what he intended to say, and he believes it's been heard. This is fine for now. It's time to move forward as normal.
[And then he's asked about a fairytale. It makes that ache in his heart painfully pulse. Whatever Dazai follows up with, it will be a conversation unique to only this one man, as they all are; how desperately Odasaku missed their late night talks.
[He lights up his cigarette and takes a drag, blowing the smoke in the direction opposite of Dazai.]
no subject
[And then he's asked about a fairytale. It makes that ache in his heart painfully pulse. Whatever Dazai follows up with, it will be a conversation unique to only this one man, as they all are; how desperately Odasaku missed their late night talks.
[He lights up his cigarette and takes a drag, blowing the smoke in the direction opposite of Dazai.]
I'm not. Tell me about it.