[Time to pull out the brochure. And there it was: a spot with food stalls.]
They do, indeed.
Shall we?
[And he just casually tucked Bedivere's hand into the crook of his arm. Perhaps it was a sign of just how comfortable Dazai felt: any other time, he would've been mindful to not disable Bedivere's other arm while they were in public.]
no subject
[Time to pull out the brochure. And there it was: a spot with food stalls.]
They do, indeed.
Shall we?
[And he just casually tucked Bedivere's hand into the crook of his arm. Perhaps it was a sign of just how comfortable Dazai felt: any other time, he would've been mindful to not disable Bedivere's other arm while they were in public.]