[Indeed, this Atsushi is but a stray - even moreso than the young tiger he has met by the riverbank. At least that Atsushi wasn't scared of kindness or gratitude. But fear is but a hindrance in the Port Mafia: one must perform all of their duties regardless of their personal feelings. Such is their oath, and their methodology. Atsushi should learn to be able to move in spite of that fear.]

I only say what I mean. If I am praising you, then you would have deserved it.

[So Atsushi will be fine - or he will drown in his own nightmares.

Dazai begins walking forward, with a presence that demands he be followed. He looks back only once, a coy smile upon his face.]

Follow me, Atsushi-kun. We should grab something to eat.