[Goro notices the change in Akira's posture. How could he not? It was like he had flipped a shift with just a mention of the name Osamu Dazai. Goro takes a deep breath, shoulders rising during the inhale and then relaxing back down when he exhales, long and hard through his nose.
It's understandable, though. Goro's not entirely sure how he felt about absence of Dazai himself. Publicly he hated the man and his existence. But alone in his mind? Who even knows. As much as he had grated on his nerves it'd be lie to say that he didn't have an impact on Goro. The way he'd call him out on his feelings, bring him booze and painkillers when he was bedridden with a fresh gunshot wound on his side, sit down and listen to him. Encourage him to see the thing with Akira through.
Biting on his lower lip, Goro moves his hand to place it on top of Akira's, an attempt to comfort the other.]
I know you miss him. He did have soft spot for you.
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It's understandable, though. Goro's not entirely sure how he felt about absence of Dazai himself. Publicly he hated the man and his existence. But alone in his mind? Who even knows. As much as he had grated on his nerves it'd be lie to say that he didn't have an impact on Goro. The way he'd call him out on his feelings, bring him booze and painkillers when he was bedridden with a fresh gunshot wound on his side, sit down and listen to him. Encourage him to see the thing with Akira through.
Biting on his lower lip, Goro moves his hand to place it on top of Akira's, an attempt to comfort the other.]
I know you miss him. He did have soft spot for you.