Dazai quietly sits in your car, leg aching and nose bleeding. He hasn't uttered a single word the entire ride. He's just been shaking uncontrollably and holding his sleeve to his bloodied nose as he looks out the car window. He wasn't used to people treating him kindly which explained why he was so tense.

As you drive, he finally speaks up. His tone is quiet and nervous and you could hear the shakiness in his voice.

"..are you gonna hit me.?"