[because educating him would involve disclosing a good deal more of his own history - more than Linneus cares to let slip, at this point. Only one person here really knows Linneus' history, and even the knowledge he gave them is limited - not just out of Linneus' secrecy, but the shame and stigma that attached to him just living in the Teahouse - never mind working there. Even if this is another place, even another time; even if he may no longer be judged for it... his story is more than anyone asked for; more than Linneus is willing to tell.
an answering sound as Dazai joins him under the blanket - he'd been about to offer, but Dazai had anticipated him, clearly. Linneus is more than happy to adjust, though; changing his hold so the other man may take a little more of the blanket on his side.
It's not objectionable at all, their settling close together.]
They are. So tell me a story.
[to ask in such a way feels a little imperious - but then, that is a mark of his getting more comfortable with Dazai, to do away with some of his manners, with some of the etiquette expected of him. Some of it is his character, his upbringing, but some of it is a little like a barrier, carefully erected and manicured like a border around himself.]
no subject
[because educating him would involve disclosing a good deal more of his own history - more than Linneus cares to let slip, at this point. Only one person here really knows Linneus' history, and even the knowledge he gave them is limited - not just out of Linneus' secrecy, but the shame and stigma that attached to him just living in the Teahouse - never mind working there. Even if this is another place, even another time; even if he may no longer be judged for it... his story is more than anyone asked for; more than Linneus is willing to tell.
an answering sound as Dazai joins him under the blanket - he'd been about to offer, but Dazai had anticipated him, clearly. Linneus is more than happy to adjust, though; changing his hold so the other man may take a little more of the blanket on his side.
It's not objectionable at all, their settling close together.]
They are. So tell me a story.
[to ask in such a way feels a little imperious - but then, that is a mark of his getting more comfortable with Dazai, to do away with some of his manners, with some of the etiquette expected of him. Some of it is his character, his upbringing, but some of it is a little like a barrier, carefully erected and manicured like a border around himself.]