‘ No I’m not alright. ’
Dazai ran his hands through his wet hair as he laid on the bank next to the river, his tone was depressed as he made no effort to move. Looking up at the girl he knew immediately that she was American, easily coming to the conclusion that she was a foreigner from The Guild. This is something he can very much use to his advantage, something he could do to get information.
‘ I’m not alright at all! ’ He started again.‘ I thought this second drowning attempt would work, but it seems I was over calculating how far the stream ran before it hit a dead end. ’ His expression seemed to brighten a little as he shot up from his laid back position, crawling to his knees so he could look up at her.
‘ Or maybe it led me to you! You a beautiful lady who would commit suicide with me! Just imagine the beauty! ’
“I...” What is she supposed to say to that? Many questions rush through her mind, but none of them make it to the open air, and she knows she must look quite strange, lips parting and then shutting over and over as words refuse to come out. Second? He had tried this before? ...wait. He looks familiar. Recognition of a face she had been told about ( or had seen ) makes the words come and she tries to be a little less... nervous around someone like him.
“I-I’m sorry, but that would be a no,” Why would she want to commit suicide with him? He truly is as he is spoken about. She’s unsure if that’s a good or bad thing. “I have t-too much work to do to, um... commit suicide with you.” This isn’t the conversation she had planned to have today, let alone with him.
