Izuku swore to god that if he stayed up for five more minutes he was going to pass out in the middle of the territory. Again. People were getting concerned with how often they found him laying face-down somewhere in the territory. Not that Izuku was gonna go to sleep anytime soon. No, as per usual, he was gonna keep going at full sleep, pass out for the bare minimum, and honestly it'd probably keep going like this till he got hurt or something. Not that Izuku wasn't already hurting himself with this. Also, he hadn't eaten in, uh -- .. days. Had Izuku drank anything today? Besides hot chocolate. Izuku wasn't sure. He probably wouldn't know till he really needed the thing. The thing. Whatever .. it was.
Anyways. Izuku hasn't been taking care of himself, as per usual. He probably needs an intervention or whatever but since nobody had intervened, this was just his life now. And  it was honestly the reason Izuku, for a long minute, doesn't respond to the call he hears. It sounds like All Might. But he'd been hearing All Might a lot. Like -- he was actually there, Izuku knows, but a good majority of the time he was, in fact, hallucinating. Lack of sleep could do that to you. And then, after a long few moments, he realizes oh, that could really be him. Was it? He blinks. .. It wouldn't hurt to check. Izuku didn't have anything to lose except an entire leg because it was still burnt to a goddamn crisp and he would not stop walking on it. He had things to do, no need to worry about little things like fourth degree burns.
"All Might?" Izuku chirps as he catches sight as the serval. Was he real? Questionable. Izuku didn't really care, though, and his tail gives a cheery little swish as he lugs himself over to the other. Despite the circumstances, he was .. he was really glad to see him again. So Izuku shakes out his pelt, covered in snow from whatever he was doing and god Izuku has literally no idea what he's been doing for the past ten minutes what the hell. .. I mean. Anyways, something was definitely wrong with All Might. Izukus definitely-ultra-professional-definitely-not-a-kid-abandoned-by-his-mentor(his other mentor) medical skills could pick up that much. Eh. But he wasn't really put together enough to call the other out for now. .. Could. All Might. Eat. Did he ... have a stomach. "I'm here! What do you need?" He looks up at the other with wide eyes as he ruffles his wings. I mean, as nice as casual bonding would be, literally nobody but Atbash really did that these days so it was either some medical shit or they'd talk about the past. Izuku did not want to talk about either of these things. He was content being oblivious. .. Did All Might .. even know he was Frosthealer, actually. Uh. Right.

Honestly, Izuku barely noticed how badly he was taking care of himself half the time. He'd been a little better at it -- before. Like, before Jacob left. He'd eaten when he remembered. But then, y'know, Jacob did, in fact, leave, and Izuku was suddenly the only person on the medical team and he wasn't even finished with his training? And then he didn't have time to do anything but furiously read through medical books 'till his head hurt so bad he couldn't do anything. So -- long story short, yeah, Izuku was pretty shit at keeping himself in mind when doing anything. Izuku, if asked, would definitely say that it was the reason that he died. He just. Y'know. Didn't care about his limits.
The feline's tail continues to wag as All Might blinks, not noticing the other's discomfort. Izuku would probably agree to call the other by a different name if asked, but, honestly, yeah, it'd be hard to stop. All Might had, of course, been the only thing he'd referred to the man by for his entire life. Anyways, when the serval starts scowling, Izuku blinks in confusion, head tilting just the slightest. Then starts when he speaks. Terrible? "Wow, thanks," Izuku blurts rather dryly. Just what he wanted to hear from All Might. He seems amused, though. I mean, he did look pretty terrible in general. But then again, so did All Might, but Izuku couldn't call him out on it because did he have a stomach or no???? Izuku doesn't respond otherwise, though, just a passive sort of curiousity as he waits for All Might to elaborate on what he was talking about. He shuffles his paws a little. .. Had he eaten today? ".. Yes?" He tries weakly. No need to worry him, right?? Right?? Oh my god he wasn't convincing enough. I mean .. he'd gorged himself on pastries the other day but then he'd vomited them all over because of the sugar. He .. doesn't know why he did that. His ability to resist impulses was ruined. "Not .. really .." He gives. He couldn't lie to All Might. Anybody else? Fair game, Izuku's lying ability was legendary now and also he'd basically shot all of his morals dead in a back alleyway when he'd been on his own. Conclusion? He's .. not sure. Uh. Uh. Uh. Fuck.
He becomes increasingly more sheepish at All Might's frustrated demands. His paw? It was .. really weird to hear it referred to as an arm, wow. Uh. How did he. Explain that. There was ... backstory and stuff. Electricity. How did he explain that One for All turned into really volatile electricity. He used to have both One for All and it but it disappeared sometime before he joined Snowbound. ".. My power backfired. Think of it like One for All but electricity and reversed," Context? He figured 'hey if the electricity is spread over my body like Full Cowl would it be STRONGER if I concentrated it' despite the fact that regular One for All broke his bones. Uh. At least it wasn't worse. Just. Fourth Degree burns. And it only hurt him this much 'cause he overloaded it when he remembered all the shit he's done with his electricity and panicked. "I have been doing .. a lot. Did you know eye injuries make everything blurry for like .. uh, months, at least? Colors hurt. And it makes reading very hard, and it kind of kills my head but I have to catch up on training. And Frosthealer training is not fun 'cause Jacob just .. left," He frowns. An info dump, perhaps, but that was intentional. Thanks. I mean, that was basically a summary of his month. No need to awkwardly explain it when you could let him connect the dots and end up yelling at you for some reason? Maybe not yelling. What was .. the thing when people .. scolded you .... but weren't .... yelling. He's tired. And his head hurts, but what's fucking new. His head always hurt. Where was his headache tea when he needed it. Oh, context for the eye injury thing? Somebody from the good ol' bad days clawed him and then he was blind for a month. The scars were .. kind of obvious. Uh. At least he wasn't permanently blind? That'd be very bad.

Izuku sure had a lot of scars. He'd used to have more, but they'd faded. Or were just plan not noticeable under all the fur. Izuku would thank his lucky stars for that, honestly. This would probably be even more of a mess, otherwise. Izuku's tail gives a nervous sweep and curls his tail around his paws as he seats himself. Standing is tiring. So is existing. But y'know, whatever.
"I .. forget .. to," Izuku says slowly, his grin sheepish. It's not a matter of starving himself in the least. It's just that it completely escapes his mind until he's suddenly realizing that he hasn't eaten for a day or two and oh, wasn't that concerning? And then he got distracted before he could get himself something to eat and then it was another few days till he remembered again. It was kind of complicated. He feels a little bad, of course. All Might seems so exasperated, Izuku doesn't want to disappoint him. But, like all of the other times, it's too goddamn late, so whatever.
Otherwise, Izuku is quiet. He's .. kind of tired. Wait, no, he's always tired. Sleepy. How absolutely shocking. He shuts his eyes as he waits for whatever All Might is going to say. When he hears the serval's voice again, he refocuses himself with a twitch of the ears. Well. Tired scolding. "I'm the only medic on the medic team. I didn't finish my training," He points out evenly. He .. well, he appreciates the attempts. Izuku, despite how he was arguing, allows All Might a weak smile. There wasn't much time for rest when he made the mistake of signing up to be medic. What was he even thinking? Izuku faintly grimaces. A mistake, but he's been in too deep to back out for a long time now. ".. If I don't catch up fast enough, somebody could die," His ears lay back as he repeats this, emphasizes it. He already said it, but .. He became Tenderfoot because he wanted to be a hero in the only way he knew how. But .. well, he was like the fallback. He wasn't preventing it, because he'd learned that he couldn't, it'd happen regardless. But being the fallback .. well, it took a lot, really. So .. maybe it was less about ignoring his limits and more about specifically bypassing them because he didn't have time for limits.
".. I would, but how would I even find glasses? Of the right prescription, even?" Izuku wonders a little louder, now. Wrong prescriptions were bad for the eyes, right? Like .. there were a lot of shops in Snowbound, but glasses shops weren't one of them. So .. he's .. not sure what to do? He could just live with it forever, even if it was really frustrating sometimes.