[This. This right here. It digs more deeply into his innards than even Masaomi expects it to. It's not until Aoba spells it out to his face that he realizes anew just how alone he is in this place. Bella and Kishitani are so adjusted to Izaya's madness that he can't keep up anymore. He's lost, unable to do a damn thing about any of it. He feels like he must be the mad one whenever he sees them.
Maybe he is. Because for a second - one weak, hesitant, terrifying second - he lets himself imagine how much of a relief it would be to have Aoba on his side rather than Izaya's.]
That's not a free pass, asshole. You're in the same position.
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Maybe he is. Because for a second - one weak, hesitant, terrifying second - he lets himself imagine how much of a relief it would be to have Aoba on his side rather than Izaya's.]
That's not a free pass, asshole. You're in the same position.