[Working out the mechanics of that was distracting enough for Dazai to focus on feeling out Bedivere's palm on his once their fingers met. Should he expect a jolt of energy? Absolutely nothing? How was Bedivere's metal arm even going to look?
Whatever did end up happening, of course, was something he might have to put off until later, because Kunikida just opened the door and. Whoops?]
Kunikida-kun! [Here, a million watt smile. Two people blocking the doorway with what might've looked like the beginning of a serious handholding session? Absolutely normal.] You can't pass until you guess the password.
[This was a slight improvement: he would've joked about playing London Bridge if Bedivere's prosthetic was still functional.]
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[Working out the mechanics of that was distracting enough for Dazai to focus on feeling out Bedivere's palm on his once their fingers met. Should he expect a jolt of energy? Absolutely nothing? How was Bedivere's metal arm even going to look?
Whatever did end up happening, of course, was something he might have to put off until later, because Kunikida just opened the door and. Whoops?]
Kunikida-kun! [Here, a million watt smile. Two people blocking the doorway with what might've looked like the beginning of a serious handholding session? Absolutely normal.] You can't pass until you guess the password.
[This was a slight improvement: he would've joked about playing London Bridge if Bedivere's prosthetic was still functional.]