His hands are shaking, but he can't get gravity to respond. He can't get his own body to respond. Then a cool hand lands on his shoulder, and everything clatters back to the ground. *I won't leave you.* Or, Chuuya breaks, and Dazai spends a year putting his pieces back together, no matter how many times he cuts his fingers on their sharp edges. At the end, they're both softer for it.