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despite the whole peace treaty with snowbound, rinto didn't like them. rinto thought that they were being soft on the other clan, and rinto craved a war. things sometimes got so boring around here and rinto couldn't satisfy his bloodlust easily nowadays, and every night he prayed for conflict. of course, he was loyal to pincher to a fault, and wouldn't ever instigate anything on his own. still, deep down... rinto hoped he could one day tear out someone's jugular in the name of his clan.

rinto was next to pad over, quickly unsheathing his pink knife and holding it in his jaws, teeth clenched tightly. "hi there! you're trespassing," he crooned sweetly. "snowbound... huh? did little atbash send you? are you guys crawling back for mercy?" he sounded so nice, yet his words revealed his cruel-hearted interior. "i wonder how frog tastes... like chicken, right?"

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↠↠ Tokoyami hadn't been there for Kirishima's capture. If he had known it had happened, he might have left the Typhoon altogether, but... well, this was where he'd woken up. This was his home now, and though it was happening slowly, he was building connections with the people here. He had few friends, but they were friends enough.

The crow-headed feline had other friends, too, though. Tsuyu happened to be one of them, and she was a good friend, at that. They had been friends right up until their deaths, and even then they had died together. It was a memory he tried not to dwell on, instead choosing to reminisce on the more... positive things, but he often failed. Tokoyami couldn't help it- he had always been a bit darker than his pals, even despite his level head.

He hadn't expected to see Tsu here.

He had been padding along, completing another round of patrols on a whim he couldn't seem to tame, until he'd caught sight of the group that was forming. Three familiar figures and... a stranger. Considering Rinto and his murderous tendencies, Tokoyami hurried to the scene, trying to make sure he didn't try anything crafty with his knife before they knew if this intruder was a threat or not, but upon further inspection the hybrid seemed to freeze.

"Tsu?" he questioned, eyes widening and narrowing as he flipped between suspicion and surprise. He wanted to believe it was her- after all, Bakugou had cropped up in the Typhoon not long ago -but there were so many tricks he'd learned in this clan alone that he couldn't be sure. Things like projected images, shapeshifting, he just.... Tokoyami took a moment and a breath, trying to organize his thoughts in some way.

He listened through Goldie's almost-threat, trying to decide what to do next. He wanted- no, needed to talk to Tsu, but would they be suspicious? He didn't want them to run her off, and yet he didn't want anyone else around besides the frog hybrid, and... hm. Tokoyami's tail twitched. Was she even the real thing, though? Was this worth it? What to do?

"I can see her out," he offered, monotone voice as unrevealing as ever. The hybrid cast his glance between his three clanmates that had gathered, and he stepped forwards towards the Snowbounder. He was almost defensive, but not quite enough to be noticeable. Tokoyami then faced the girl again, face not hostile but not gentle. "There's a quicker way to Snowbound than swimming, anyway."

His tail flicked behind him as he stood, waiting for a response.

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↠↠ "No need to worry," the hybrid advised his clanmate, though her words seemed to soothe him even slightly. Tokoyami hadn't talked to Fischer many times before if at all, but her presence was contagiously calming. Her suspicions were unneeded, though- of course he didn't plan on harming Tsu, not just because they were friends, but to put the relationship between the Typhoon and Snowbound in more jeopardy despite its fragile state would be a very bad decision on his part. He glanced back at her for a moment.
"I'll be back soon."

With that he began walking, glancing back at his friend, still trying to determine if she was really the Tsuyu that he knew, but ultimately... it must be her. Didn't it have to be her? If his other friends could exist here with him, was there a cause for suspicion in the first place? Not everything was a threat, after all. Eventually Tokoyami seemed to ease back into his gait. At the mention of Shigaraki, though, he stiffened again. For a moment emotion was visible in his face- shock. What was that bastard doing back here? Had he died, too? Perhaps that was a good thing, but... well, Tokoyami didn't want him in this world, that was for sure. He didn't have much time to dwell on that though, because Tsuyu's question hit him like a train.

He had died with Tsuyu, but it wasn't her fault. She had been saving him, and then there was the flash of lightning, and then... well, one could imagine what had happened from there. But it wasn't her fault, that was for sure.
"Tsu," he murmured, unsure of what to say. He had paused to face her fully, but words wouldn't string along in his head in as elegant patterns as he wanted. She didn't know what happened, did she? Otherwise she wouldn't be asking. Right? "It wasn't your fault. There was nothing either of us could have done."

That was about as in depth as he was willing to go. Though he hadn't been awake for the drowning, when he'd woken up here his lungs had been burning, he had hacked up imaginary water, and overall had a just... not great time. He couldn't say he was a fan of his death, so not thinking about it seemed like the best solution. Tokoyami raised his head, trying for a moment to be encouraging, at least a little.
"But it's okay now, anyway. We're both alive, aren't we?"
A small smile worked its way to his face. It was the least he could do, try to cheer her up. Tsuyu was his best friend. She didn't need to bear that guilt.

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