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[arcy]

Izuku had always been a worrywart -- he just had a lot more right to do so now that he was a Tenderfoot. Granted, it hadn't been this bad till more recently. In any case ... Izuku was kind of neutral about tea, himself. He liked it, of course! He'd take it when offered, but he didn't go out of his way to make it. Unless it was herbal teas. Right, anyways.
"Oh! Hi!" Izuku chirps, spinning on his paws to approach Natasha. He counts himself lucky he won't have to carry it anymore. Quickly, he slips off the larger flask, and nudges it towards Natasha. "Um -- tea, again. It's mostly intended for infections. There's a little too much, so just throughout the day," Izuku explains, tail wagging. It's mostly mallow, but it did have a few other things. He hopes it helps -- Izuku was just a little paranoid about his care, and since he'd been the one to treat Natasha for the most part, he'd taken it upon himself to take care of the rest. Assuming he knew how to, of course. Her leg was still a no-go -- he'd done a little reading on that, too, but he wasn't about to put it into play. "How've you been doing?" Izuku tips his head now, eyes sparking with concern. Just in general, he means -- were her injuries okay, was anything stressing her out? Izuku wouldn't know, but he wants to help, at least.

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