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[arcy]

Honestly, Izuku had long since kind of just -- forgotten, that he was technically dead. Well, not forgotten, he knew full well what'd happened, but -- well, he just didn't think about it. He was here now, and there was no going back. If he lingered on it, Izuku would fall into a dark hole. Bottling it up sure wasn't healthy, but it's not like Izuku cared about his health. Otherwise he'd be staying in camp like he was supposed to -- he got into trouble literally every time he left, and it's not Aizawa's fault Izuku just doesn't care.
"Um --!" Izuku falters, unsure of what to say as he looks up at the lion with unfocused eyes. What was he supposed to say, exactly?? What were words?? Izuku had definitely gotten way, way worse at language skills with all of the time he'd spent away with society, so he hopes Aizawa will forgive him for that. Or -- wait, nevermind, he'd never actually told Aizawa about the dark surival times, had he? Well, Izuku had no plans to, so that was great! "I was, uh, wondering if you'd help me with my power? The electricity. I -- can't use or control it very well, a-and I figured you'd know more than I do," The Maine Coon fumbles, gaze sliding to the side almost bashfully. It's not like Aizawa was his teacher anymore -- he'd honestly probably prefer sleeping than telling Izuku how to deal with weird electricity, especially not when there was a chance he could shock the lion -- rather badly. Izuku sure didn't have any control over the voltage beyond the basic settings. It wouldn't hurt to ask, though -- Aizawa was more likely to help than anyone else, honestly. If all else failed, though, Izuku could just learn on his own. And probably blow himself up in the process -- that'd be quite the way to go, honestly.

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