Honestly, if Izuku wasn't allowed to lounge in his cabin all day, neither were his classmates. .. Aizawa got a free pass. Only as long as Izuku saw him around occasionally. Like .. enough. Enough to be a Snowseeker, at least. But Kirishima? Well. Kirishima didn't have a pass. Because he was Kirishima. Even if Kirishima was a fairly new member, the other had been out enough. So. One day? Sorry, Izuku going to come banging on your door. For once, this was not hypocritical of him. Unless you counted those special depressive incidents, but nobody dragged him out of those, so -- yeah. Izuku was gonna be a pest. Thanks, that's who he was always meant to be.
"Kirishima, come out!!" Izuku, unable to knock considering that he was .. walking very, very weird. Like. Two legs walk. It was .. not very comfortable, and he tripped a lot, and damn if tripping didn't hurt. This doesn't stop Izuku from carefully throwing throwing his weight against the door in a strange form of knocking. Heavy knocking, but the intent was there nonetheless.

Dakota watched the strange way the tom was knocking with his body. It nearly made him laugh.
He glanced Dimitri’s eyes to the injured paws on the tom. Dakota put away his book and walked over them, still wearing his glasses on Dimitri’s face. Hopefully they wouldn’t ask about it. He approached behind Izuku, ears pricking at Kirishima’s response.
"Well hi Gay, I’m Dimitri."