[The right answer is to lie to him. Tell him no, she doesn't! Dazai's told her about it, though. The answer that's going to make him feel better, or at least, the answer that won't make him worry, would be to lie to him. She knows this; it's so obvious.
But he won't want to hear that. They'd promised to tell each other the truth. She exhales quietly against his shoulder and tilts her face to meet his gaze. Though she can't see his eyes, he can see hers, and within, the unmasked weariness that she usually tries to hide.]
Sometimes. [One corner of her lips quirks up into a resigned little smile.] For a really long time, I thought everybody felt that way. It's not until I got older that I realized.
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But he won't want to hear that. They'd promised to tell each other the truth. She exhales quietly against his shoulder and tilts her face to meet his gaze. Though she can't see his eyes, he can see hers, and within, the unmasked weariness that she usually tries to hide.]
Sometimes. [One corner of her lips quirks up into a resigned little smile.] For a really long time, I thought everybody felt that way. It's not until I got older that I realized.