[ he gives a considering hum, eyes flicking down to the bruises, the way the bandages cover the skin, the scar he can almost see in his mind's eye. the way dazai's body curves, elegant, repulsive to him despite the way it draws his attention. he'd say it repulses him because it calls for him to look, like seeing grotesque images on a medical textbook.
he sips his drink after tapping the edge of the glass against dazai's. courtesy, always. even for his enemies. ]
Perhaps. And if I feel the need to pay him back for this injury, will you get in my way? [ an eye for an eye is one of fyodor's methods of operating. try to drown him and he'll try to drown you right back and set you on fire for good measure.
but he's also not arrogant enough to think he can hide the entirety of any plans he comes up with here from dazai. the two are one of a kind after all. ]
no subject
he sips his drink after tapping the edge of the glass against dazai's. courtesy, always. even for his enemies. ]
Perhaps. And if I feel the need to pay him back for this injury, will you get in my way? [ an eye for an eye is one of fyodor's methods of operating. try to drown him and he'll try to drown you right back and set you on fire for good measure.
but he's also not arrogant enough to think he can hide the entirety of any plans he comes up with here from dazai. the two are one of a kind after all. ]