[He absently patted Bedivere's side of the bed - imagine that, someone had a side of the bed with him - to feel out how warm (or cool) it was.
Well.
He could still feel Bedivere's anguish in the way his stomach rolled, a sour tang climbing up the back of his mouth. Instead of just getting a glass of water, Dazai hunted down a candy bar and broke off a piece, never mind that he wouldn't be able to get back to sleep easily thanks to the sugar, to try and rid himself of the taste.
So Bedivere had wandered to search for Camelot again - or, at least, a place where his king and the other knights might have gathered. Except weren't they supposed to have died? And the very selection that took place in that dream was far from merciful.
A second glass of water later, and he trudged back to bed with a sigh. Dazai might've lain down again on the futon, now facing the spot Bedivere had left, but his drowsiness wasn't enough to counter the multitude of questions he had.]
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Date: 2020-11-20 04:06 pm (UTC)Well.
He could still feel Bedivere's anguish in the way his stomach rolled, a sour tang climbing up the back of his mouth. Instead of just getting a glass of water, Dazai hunted down a candy bar and broke off a piece, never mind that he wouldn't be able to get back to sleep easily thanks to the sugar, to try and rid himself of the taste.
So Bedivere had wandered to search for Camelot again - or, at least, a place where his king and the other knights might have gathered. Except weren't they supposed to have died? And the very selection that took place in that dream was far from merciful.
A second glass of water later, and he trudged back to bed with a sigh. Dazai might've lain down again on the futon, now facing the spot Bedivere had left, but his drowsiness wasn't enough to counter the multitude of questions he had.]
...Saber?