[ Holding his hand up to signal wait, Shouto watches their surroundings before he lowers it, begins to advance again. The sounds of fighting are in the distance, booming regardless. He just doesn't want to risk getting near it. ]
One good thing came out of all of this, then.
[ Bakugou getting taken... it upset all of them. He couldn't get him in time, but at least they could rescue him. And now they could rescue a second person.
There's no way he's letting them get taken again. ]
[At least he has a quirk now. It's not... He cannot use it for hero work or he'd likely die, but it's something. His time here wasn't all bad-- no that's a lie. He's gone through more pain and suffering at their hands than he ever thought he'd find in a life time.
It's amazing he hasn't passed out more often than he has with the sheer severity of the injuries they've inflicted on them. From knife wounds to gun wounds to everything in between.
He's obedient, stopping as Shouto gestures and following him out. He hears the sound of the fight in the distance- if the villains are distracted by that they have a chance of leaving.]
You found me... Thank you.
[Todoroki Shouto is here. His hero-in-training savoir. "Everything is alright. Why? Because he's here." Maybe it's silly to believe in somebody who he's just met, who hasn't even been licensed yet. But he can't change his heart, the rush of relief, thanks and affection for him.
[ Those injuries are in dire need of medical attention, and he knows it. He really wishes that he'd brought his first aid kit, or even just a few of the capsules for it off his belt, but they'd been in such a hurry that it'd slipped his mind. They'll just have to find the nearest paramedics, the nearest pro heroes.
For now, though, it's just them. ]
If I'm going to be a hero... [ Shouto takes one knee as he waits, assessing to make sure that the coast is clear, and turns, twisting at the waist just so he can look back at Izuku. ] We're supposed to help the people who need it, right? I'm not leaving you behind.
[ Iida and Yaoyorozu had come with him and Kirishima to make sure that they left right away, that they got Bakugou out and then were gone, but he wasn't about to leave him there. He needed rescuing. He needed help.
Someone found him. Someone wasn't going to leave him. ] And they won't take you back, either. Not with me here.
[He's bleeding right now, and he knows he has several bullet wounds thanks to Shigaraki's attempt on the USJ. It's probably healed over by now. But Bakugou's explosions were quickly transferred onto him.
Being near somebody who doesn't want to use him as an injury sponge makes him long for the days touch didn't sting. He'd be able to take comfort in Shouto's hand.
His voice is soft, like he's still not quite sure Shouto is real. That anything around them is real.]
That's how it's supposed to be.
[It's stupid, and he knows it is, but he has doubts. The villains know who he is, they know what a useful sponge he can be. There's no way they'll just let him escape.
[ Shouto looks at him seriously, even as his voice remains low to keep attention away from them. He takes Izuku in quietly, watching him, thinking about what it must be that he's been through to look the way he does. Despite what he's been through, he can't begin to imagine - Endeavor made sure he recovered from every situation he'd been put in, with only minor scars and the one on his face as evidence to anything.
But he can feel the agitation burning in his chest, the wrongness of the situation. ]
A hero doesn't leave anyone behind, and keeps their promises. [ A real one does, anyways. He thinks of All Might, arriving to save the day - the same as he's done today, now, fighting against All For One to try and stop the threat once and for all. ] So I'm not letting them take you back, no matter what. We'll get to the pros, and the medics, and you won't ever have to go back to that.
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One good thing came out of all of this, then.
[ Bakugou getting taken... it upset all of them. He couldn't get him in time, but at least they could rescue him. And now they could rescue a second person.
There's no way he's letting them get taken again. ]
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It's amazing he hasn't passed out more often than he has with the sheer severity of the injuries they've inflicted on them. From knife wounds to gun wounds to everything in between.
He's obedient, stopping as Shouto gestures and following him out. He hears the sound of the fight in the distance- if the villains are distracted by that they have a chance of leaving.]
You found me... Thank you.
[Todoroki Shouto is here. His hero-in-training savoir. "Everything is alright. Why? Because he's here." Maybe it's silly to believe in somebody who he's just met, who hasn't even been licensed yet. But he can't change his heart, the rush of relief, thanks and affection for him.
Todoroki Shouto is his hero.]
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For now, though, it's just them. ]
If I'm going to be a hero... [ Shouto takes one knee as he waits, assessing to make sure that the coast is clear, and turns, twisting at the waist just so he can look back at Izuku. ] We're supposed to help the people who need it, right? I'm not leaving you behind.
[ Iida and Yaoyorozu had come with him and Kirishima to make sure that they left right away, that they got Bakugou out and then were gone, but he wasn't about to leave him there. He needed rescuing. He needed help.
Someone found him. Someone wasn't going to leave him. ] And they won't take you back, either. Not with me here.
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Being near somebody who doesn't want to use him as an injury sponge makes him long for the days touch didn't sting. He'd be able to take comfort in Shouto's hand.
His voice is soft, like he's still not quite sure Shouto is real. That anything around them is real.]
That's how it's supposed to be.
[It's stupid, and he knows it is, but he has doubts. The villains know who he is, they know what a useful sponge he can be. There's no way they'll just let him escape.
Izuku won't say that though.]
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[ Shouto looks at him seriously, even as his voice remains low to keep attention away from them. He takes Izuku in quietly, watching him, thinking about what it must be that he's been through to look the way he does. Despite what he's been through, he can't begin to imagine - Endeavor made sure he recovered from every situation he'd been put in, with only minor scars and the one on his face as evidence to anything.
But he can feel the agitation burning in his chest, the wrongness of the situation. ]
A hero doesn't leave anyone behind, and keeps their promises. [ A real one does, anyways. He thinks of All Might, arriving to save the day - the same as he's done today, now, fighting against All For One to try and stop the threat once and for all. ] So I'm not letting them take you back, no matter what. We'll get to the pros, and the medics, and you won't ever have to go back to that.