[He wants to pull away. He wants to slap her hand away, to run out of the room and go find some, anyone to help him.
But he can't.
He's been conditioned to believe that help will never come for him, and you can't undo a lifetime of conditioning with just a couple weeks of relative freedom.
Atsushi stills when he hears that line, and he swears he can hear his heart stop. Dazai is dead, he knows Dazai is dead, but that voice...he can't help it.]
Just...
[He squeezes his eyes shut, and two trails of tears start to trickle down his face.]
no subject
But he can't.
He's been conditioned to believe that help will never come for him, and you can't undo a lifetime of conditioning with just a couple weeks of relative freedom.
Atsushi stills when he hears that line, and he swears he can hear his heart stop. Dazai is dead, he knows Dazai is dead, but that voice...he can't help it.]
Just...
[He squeezes his eyes shut, and two trails of tears start to trickle down his face.]
Tell me what to do. Give me an order.
[He can't escape it after all, it seems.]