[Her armor finally fades, leaving her there as herself- Small, seemingly fragile, as the tears spill. She leans against Dazai's arm, craving the comforting touch even as she fears the arm striking her, but she doesn't know what else to do.
All she can do is let the tears come out, and ride out the wave of emotions.]
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All she can do is let the tears come out, and ride out the wave of emotions.]