06-13-2018, 06:17 PM
Aizawa wasn't sure what he had expected. He had mostly been speaking out of anger, though it hadn't been all directed towards Izuku. Maybe none of it was. Maybe all of it was towards himself, for allowing such things to happen. He knew that it was unfair to take it out on him, but it was too late now, it had all been said. He watches the other struggle to get to his paws, debating whether or not to stop him. But it would probably be no use. He was determined as ever.
The lion barely flinches at his tone, though he is a bit taken aback. He tried to tell himself it was a good thing, that he was beginning to find his voice. He had to shed his current, timid one, after all. Aizawa opens his mouth, about to tell him to go and find Jacob (and he'd help him along the way, of course), but then he's suddenly falling to the ground and his heart stops. He feels his eye twitch.
Harrison's words barely reached his ears. He's already moving before being told to, stepping over to the maine coon's side and hoisting him up onto his back. He barely weighs anything to him, and he glances back towards the kit before heading towards camp, hoping Jacob was around. He didn't want to have to make the long trek to the Typhoon.
Look at what you did to him, a voice inside his mind nags, making his stomach churn. He does his best to ignore it--but it continues on. What kind of monster are you? Just because he can't live up to your standards? He quickly realized why he had burst out like that, and the reason only made the guilt in his system grow.
"SPEECH"
The lion barely flinches at his tone, though he is a bit taken aback. He tried to tell himself it was a good thing, that he was beginning to find his voice. He had to shed his current, timid one, after all. Aizawa opens his mouth, about to tell him to go and find Jacob (and he'd help him along the way, of course), but then he's suddenly falling to the ground and his heart stops. He feels his eye twitch.
Harrison's words barely reached his ears. He's already moving before being told to, stepping over to the maine coon's side and hoisting him up onto his back. He barely weighs anything to him, and he glances back towards the kit before heading towards camp, hoping Jacob was around. He didn't want to have to make the long trek to the Typhoon.
Look at what you did to him, a voice inside his mind nags, making his stomach churn. He does his best to ignore it--but it continues on. What kind of monster are you? Just because he can't live up to your standards? He quickly realized why he had burst out like that, and the reason only made the guilt in his system grow.
"SPEECH"