[Point made, he blinked to dispel that nasty expression as he reached for his tea, training an unreadable gaze on Bedivere as he took a sip. Belatedly, he realized that there was an unexpected benefit to laying out that card: perhaps it wouldn't be too jarring for Bedivere if that old darkness bled into Dazai's expression at some point during this Grail War.]

Given our constant proximity to each other and the ovearll situation, there's little point and no strategic benefit in tricking you to that extent.

[THere was something else he wanted to add - that playing pretend for more than twenty-four straight hours was exhausting, or that it wasn't worth the non-existent overtime pay - but he refrained. Admitting to the first part was a touch too personal given how he had to maintain a state of hypervigilance in the years he was with the Port Mafia.]