[Merlin puts a hand on his chest and dips his head --- a customary greeting of his that probably can be passed off as a foreigner adapting to the local custom? Or something like that.]
Looks like I'll be in your care. Nice to meet you.
[Either way, it looks like he'll have to obtain actual modern clothing for his next visit if he's spending time around this guy for the foreseeable future: there's no telling how that deadened air about Dazai will interact with magecraft! The atmospheric mana in this era is already low, but having a complete absence of it around the guy is still stands out to Merlin like, oh. A negative highlighter? Something like that.
Dazai, for his part, waves. There's something off about this guy - did he put on a new set of clothes just before showing up? That aside, Collins looks completely at ease around Fukuzawa: another remarkable thing given how regular clients also get intimidated by the guy's presence.]
Hi.
And sure thing. [That's to Fukuzawa with a respectful nod. Going through the archives and playing babysitter sure can be boring, but figuring out this guy's deal will probably make up for it. Why else would Fukuzawa hand this over to him instead of someone like Kunikida, who's more familiar with the contents of the files better than the secretaries?] If you'll follow me.
So what are you looking for, exactly?
[So off they go, with Dazai handing over stacks of relevant not-super-secret files for Merlin to pour over, and Merlin providing both color commentary and hums, as if he forgets Dazai's there half the time.
By the time they surface, it's for an afternoon break --- Dazai's had chips to munch on, and Merlin just forgets to keep track of human mealtimes until Dazai invites him over to the cafe downstairs for coffee.
But before that --- Dazai will also knock at Fukuzawa's door and poke his head in if the president's not busy.]
We're going down for a bit.
[A meaningful look. Does Fukuzawa want some of his observations now, or shall he save it for later?]
no subject
[Merlin puts a hand on his chest and dips his head --- a customary greeting of his that probably can be passed off as a foreigner adapting to the local custom? Or something like that.]
Looks like I'll be in your care. Nice to meet you.
[Either way, it looks like he'll have to obtain actual modern clothing for his next visit if he's spending time around this guy for the foreseeable future: there's no telling how that deadened air about Dazai will interact with magecraft! The atmospheric mana in this era is already low, but having a complete absence of it around the guy is still stands out to Merlin like, oh. A negative highlighter? Something like that.
Dazai, for his part, waves. There's something off about this guy - did he put on a new set of clothes just before showing up? That aside, Collins looks completely at ease around Fukuzawa: another remarkable thing given how regular clients also get intimidated by the guy's presence.]
Hi.
And sure thing. [That's to Fukuzawa with a respectful nod. Going through the archives and playing babysitter sure can be boring, but figuring out this guy's deal will probably make up for it. Why else would Fukuzawa hand this over to him instead of someone like Kunikida, who's more familiar with the contents of the files better than the secretaries?] If you'll follow me.
So what are you looking for, exactly?
[So off they go, with Dazai handing over stacks of relevant not-super-secret files for Merlin to pour over, and Merlin providing both color commentary and hums, as if he forgets Dazai's there half the time.
By the time they surface, it's for an afternoon break --- Dazai's had chips to munch on, and Merlin just forgets to keep track of human mealtimes until Dazai invites him over to the cafe downstairs for coffee.
But before that --- Dazai will also knock at Fukuzawa's door and poke his head in if the president's not busy.]
We're going down for a bit.
[A meaningful look. Does Fukuzawa want some of his observations now, or shall he save it for later?]