[ Yeah, he's starting to learn that. Where exactly did he come from if he thinks the vacant garden will be lively? ]
Unfortunately. It's a requirement, since we're expected to dance with everyone. I'm fine with a few, but...
[ He makes a dismissive noise. Especially since the only person he dances with of his own volition is Yaoyorozu, who knows his tolerance levels. But he appreciates her company, where she can frequently save him from potential suitors that pursue him for his title and obviously stare anywhere but at his scar. ]
[Vacant, but very beautiful. The roses in red and white trailing up a pillar look a lot like Todoroki to him.
He sighs softly.
He doesn't even have one person who he can really talk to. The mice in the house are his closest friends, and while he really does like them- it's a bit sad to say something like that aloud.]
[ A part of him is pretty sure that was intentional, or at least a gift to his mother. Not that it matters too much to him, in the end. She tried to have them destroyed when her mind started to slip. Todoroki tends to ignore them.
He heads down the steps into the garden proper, rather than the space overlooking it. It's fairly easy for the two of them to slip away, and he's thankful for that. ]
I don't think about it that often, not when I don't really have the time between training and duties. But I guess it is. [ ok shouto very healthy. ]
[He seems a bit bewildered at the question. He's so used to having to apologize for anything he does. It takes him a moment or two to figure out what he wants to say.]
I don't want to bring up anything that might be painful for you. And I feel like I keep saying the wrong things to you...
His brow furrows for a moment as he considers that, hands back in his pockets. More than one tutor has scolded him for it, but he's disregarded it every time. ]
Honestly, you're probably the least offensive person I've talked to at these things. [ Blunt, as usual, but in a different way. Sort of a sincere honesty for once. ] You're actually not saying anything that bothers me.
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Unfortunately. It's a requirement, since we're expected to dance with everyone. I'm fine with a few, but...
[ He makes a dismissive noise. Especially since the only person he dances with of his own volition is Yaoyorozu, who knows his tolerance levels. But he appreciates her company, where she can frequently save him from potential suitors that pursue him for his title and obviously stare anywhere but at his scar. ]
We have that in common, then.
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He sighs softly.
He doesn't even have one person who he can really talk to. The mice in the house are his closest friends, and while he really does like them- it's a bit sad to say something like that aloud.]
It's lonely, huh?
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He heads down the steps into the garden proper, rather than the space overlooking it. It's fairly easy for the two of them to slip away, and he's thankful for that. ]
I don't think about it that often, not when I don't really have the time between training and duties. But I guess it is. [ ok shouto very healthy. ]
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He follows Todoroki down the stairs still.]
You really don't have any time for yourself? I mean... I guess you have the balls when you get to slip away like this.
[Is that worse or better than what Izuku has at home? He's not quite sure.]
Ah- I didn't mean to make you think about it more- I'm sorry.
[It's like every couple of sentences he regrets what comes out of his mouth.]
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[ The best Shouto can do is defying his father, skipping out on what he says are important lessons, his attempts to mold him into his perfect tool.
He stops and looks around at the garden, letting out a thoughtful noise instead of responding at first. But then he looks back at Izuku. ]
Why do you keep apologizing? [ Genuine curiosity, like he can't quite understand that level of regret bred with sincerity. ]
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Wh-Why...?
[He seems a bit bewildered at the question. He's so used to having to apologize for anything he does. It takes him a moment or two to figure out what he wants to say.]
I don't want to bring up anything that might be painful for you. And I feel like I keep saying the wrong things to you...
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His brow furrows for a moment as he considers that, hands back in his pockets. More than one tutor has scolded him for it, but he's disregarded it every time. ]
Honestly, you're probably the least offensive person I've talked to at these things. [ Blunt, as usual, but in a different way. Sort of a sincere honesty for once. ] You're actually not saying anything that bothers me.
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Oh... [It takes him a while to figure out what to say.] I'm glad I'm not offending you.
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It's kind of obvious that you don't come to these events much. [ A beat, and he explains, realizing that's not very helpful. ] It's refreshing.
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Um... I guess I did tell you.
[He chuckles a bit, smiling.]
You think so? I'm glad to be that then.