[Izuku doesn't know his story. But if he's going to be in this castle for god knows how long with Shouto as his only company- he's either going to need to get very used to being lonely, or he's going to need to learn to talk to Shouto. As scary as the second option sounds, the first one is too lonely.
He fusses with his hands for a moment or two-]
Um... Not a lot. I was a farmer before- so I tended to crops. We trapped some animals for food too, so I can prepare small game. I fixed and cleaned stuff at home too. I can't really fight or anything like that...
[ Unfortunately for him, Shouto is used to being alone. He isn't the best conversationalist. But at least he's not growling and glaring, just... apathetic. Cold without being necessarily cruel. ]
You won't have to fight. Anyone that comes here for one is after me, anyways, so they won't see reason to attack you. [ He pushes some abandoned furniture aside, moving to stand up at his full height so that he can place a table against the wall where it won't fall over again. ] Once a week there's an offering of some kind left at the entrance. Usually a collection of fish and small game. Sometimes a deer or boar. Take care of the small game.
[ Going from his cloven hindfeet back to all fours, he looks back at him again. ] There's a garden, as well.
[He can deal with cold, with apathetic, he thinks. He's spent most of his life dealing with Kacchan, in a way, this is almost easier. He isn't being told to die every couple of hours, just put to work in the beast's castle. It's fine.]
I can take care of the game. Um... Would you like me to take care of the garden...? So... Small game, cleaning and repairs, and the garden?
If you want to. [ Shouto regards him thoughtfully, mismatched eyes sharp while he assesses. He doesn't necessarily want to overwork him, because that would render him useless, but at the same time... it's a punishment. ] It went wild years ago, so it would be too much work to get it into a more controlled state, but there's still crops you can take from it.
[ He turns to look out one of the windows, ears flicking up on either side of his horns. ] And herbs, if you find yourself sick or injured. I don't remember everything that's there, the garden was... [ He trails off, squashes memories of his mother aside. ] Someone else's project.
[He feels himself shrink under Shouto's gaze. Izuku might have been brave enough to take the place of his mother, but getting stared at like that is uncomfortable. Even as he shrinks, this time he meets Shouto's eyes.]
I'd like to take care of it. I'll try not to make trouble.
[The gardens are probably the closest he's going to get to home while he's here. Even as overrun as they are, they're plants. He knows how to deal with plants.]
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He fusses with his hands for a moment or two-]
Um... Not a lot. I was a farmer before- so I tended to crops. We trapped some animals for food too, so I can prepare small game. I fixed and cleaned stuff at home too. I can't really fight or anything like that...
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You won't have to fight. Anyone that comes here for one is after me, anyways, so they won't see reason to attack you. [ He pushes some abandoned furniture aside, moving to stand up at his full height so that he can place a table against the wall where it won't fall over again. ] Once a week there's an offering of some kind left at the entrance. Usually a collection of fish and small game. Sometimes a deer or boar. Take care of the small game.
[ Going from his cloven hindfeet back to all fours, he looks back at him again. ] There's a garden, as well.
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I can take care of the game. Um... Would you like me to take care of the garden...? So... Small game, cleaning and repairs, and the garden?
[He's a busy prisoner, it seems.]
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[ He turns to look out one of the windows, ears flicking up on either side of his horns. ] And herbs, if you find yourself sick or injured. I don't remember everything that's there, the garden was... [ He trails off, squashes memories of his mother aside. ] Someone else's project.
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I'd like to take care of it. I'll try not to make trouble.
[The gardens are probably the closest he's going to get to home while he's here. Even as overrun as they are, they're plants. He knows how to deal with plants.]