Pity? Not in the least. I told you, didn't I? I'm not interested in those who cower before the darkness.

[Dazai hates to be bored. In the original timeline, it was his greatest struggle, the deep frustration at the root of the depression that clouded his gaze with apathy and drove his chase for oblivion. Too many things in the world were too predictable, and too mundane, and he couldn't connect with any of it.

Lortel has been anything but boring.]

Someone who spits in the eye of death, despite their heart nearly thundering free of their ribcage every day? That might stir something of the sort ... but you needn't worry about that, it seems~

[Or perhaps it's disappointing. She might be someone who would prefer to be underestimated.]

If you've so triumphantly emerged from the fires of hell, then, what is it that has you so staunchly repulsed by whimsy?