[ It's rare for him to be alone long enough to light his own cigarettes, he just leans in and accepts it. The only times he really has even that much autonomy is late at night in his own apartment when he's finally pushed the bodyguards to leave him be. It's not that he doesn't understand and it's not that he isn't used to it, but there's always something baffling about how someone can barely ever be alone and still be so lonely. Like his body is out in the world and Daigo himself is somewhere in the back of his own mind, just waiting.
And he just smiles faintly at Mine in thanks. ]
Very gallant.
[ Majima would agree with Mine, that Daigo is in more danger around this basket case than he is with anyone else. The Mad Dog has been polite enough to keep the little incident with Kanda's head to himself, probably because Kiryu told him to, but that doesn't mean he's forgotten. ]
I'm not worried about it. You shouldn't be either.
[ A cheerful tone suggesting they use some mind over matter and just have a nice outing. That's what he wants for the moment. He ignores that niggling voice that tells him making Mine play along like nothing is wrong is cruel. But can't they just enjoy the fresh air for a few minutes? What is so wrong with that?
He lets his eyes trace a bird as it breaks loose from a tree branch, sailing over the street and across the sun overhead. Just give him a minute of this and then he'll figure out what to do. ]
dw eating *all* my daigo notifs lord
And he just smiles faintly at Mine in thanks. ]
Very gallant.
[ Majima would agree with Mine, that Daigo is in more danger around this basket case than he is with anyone else. The Mad Dog has been polite enough to keep the little incident with Kanda's head to himself, probably because Kiryu told him to, but that doesn't mean he's forgotten. ]
I'm not worried about it. You shouldn't be either.
[ A cheerful tone suggesting they use some mind over matter and just have a nice outing. That's what he wants for the moment. He ignores that niggling voice that tells him making Mine play along like nothing is wrong is cruel. But can't they just enjoy the fresh air for a few minutes? What is so wrong with that?
He lets his eyes trace a bird as it breaks loose from a tree branch, sailing over the street and across the sun overhead. Just give him a minute of this and then he'll figure out what to do. ]