[What should he make of that expression where Dazai seems so faraway, so not present?
Still, patiently he listens; the tale as Dazai depicts it is understandable enough, but it doesn't align with Oda's experiences at all. It's much like this peculiar place they're in, reminiscence in divergence. Yet for how outrageous the story seems, Oda still trusts and believes his friend.
He stops in his tracks to better process what he's just taken in, he takes a deep breath, holds, and then lets out a sigh.]
...I don't. recall. any of that happening.
[There's a confused disappointment in his tone, as if there's an obvious answer that he'd failed to pick up on. And his heart beats just a little faster. He manages to keep his breathing even.]
When did any of this happen? [If it was when he was still around, then how could he not have noticed?]
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Still, patiently he listens; the tale as Dazai depicts it is understandable enough, but it doesn't align with Oda's experiences at all. It's much like this peculiar place they're in, reminiscence in divergence. Yet for how outrageous the story seems, Oda still trusts and believes his friend.
He stops in his tracks to better process what he's just taken in, he takes a deep breath, holds, and then lets out a sigh.]
...I don't. recall. any of that happening.
[There's a confused disappointment in his tone, as if there's an obvious answer that he'd failed to pick up on. And his heart beats just a little faster. He manages to keep his breathing even.]
When did any of this happen? [If it was when he was still around, then how could he not have noticed?]