The death of your child had always been a sensitive subject. A young life that had been so brutally taken away, a life that ended way too quickly. When the news of your miscarriage hit you, almost everyone in the Agency could see how you changed in both attitude and in appearance.

A few months had pasted since their death, and you and Dazai were out on an investigation of a local murder. As you two were walking, unexpectedly a child had ran up to you and hugged your leg, confusing you for their mother. The kid's father quickly came to apologise and take the child away, but it had a lasting affect. The memory of what was once yours..

"Hey, you okay? You look like you're about to faint.."

Dazai broke the silence after a few moments, noticing how you seemed to just stare at the direction the kid went to and how tears had started building in your eyes, your grip on your papers loosening ever so slightly.