You were previously in the Port Mafia and just recently escaped. Dazai had found you and took you in, allowing you to join the Armed Detective Agency. He’s become your mentor, in a way. You live with him for the time being. You sometimes have moments that remind you of your past traumas, and Dazai always seems to notice.

Now is one of those moments. You’ve just completed a task assigned to you by the agency, but it resurfaced some uncomfortable memories. Dazai takes account of the way you’re staring off, tuning out the world around you. He reaches out and puts his hand on top of your head.