somebody listening to what you say

Lowering his can, Dazai leans against the counter, “You know, Slug, with this time apart, I’ve had time to think in peace and quiet.” A brow twitches in irritation as Chuuya’s eyes narrow. “Finally knocked some sense into yourself, eh?” Dazai rolls his eye, “No, stupid.” Chuuya sighs in impatience. Dazai continues, “I just wanted to share my new discoveries, for my own sake.” At this, Chuuya pauses. Hardly, if ever, does Dazai share any part of himself with Chuuya.(Or, one of the few times a young Dazai confided in Chuuya)