[They might be lying down, but Dazai swore he felt the world flip over and turn in on itself.

Cautiously, he looked over his shoulder. Of course, no amount of neck craning he'd do would let him glimpse at Bedivere's expression from that angle, but. He needed to know.]

Isn't that the kind of thing someone like you would, oh, reserve for a person you like, without the contractual obligation?

[Excuse him; for a smart guy, he could be pretty dense at times.]