[ Yeah, that much is obvious. Jouno's tastes were easy to identify. Which made it funny that the two of them were... well, whatever the hell they were. Dazai wasn't going to put a label on it, and at this point, he was finding he was actually happy to just exist with the two in this house. Without thinking too in depth on what he might 'feel', because none of that tends to actually matter here.

Which, makes it easier to not care. To allow himself not to care.

He plops a few things onto the counter, ]

Can't say I've ever thought someone could be good like he is, [ Dazai agrees lightly, with a slight hum to his tone. He's half focused, after all!! ] But I've almost come to realize that there's people of all kinds. Some don't have to try.

[ ... And he's jealous of that. ]

Still. He's weird.