06-17-2018, 07:45 PM
Aizawa has definitely thought about what it was like for Izuku to wake up in a new body, alone and petrified. He couldn't imagine it, and the fact that he couldn't have been there for him is frustrating. Though he would have had to die earlier than he did...and that was something he would have skipped out on. But the guilt of not being able to protect him is still there--even when he was around to do it. So, he listens closely as he begins to tell him, grateful he felt at ease enough to share such things with him.
He watches him with piercing eyes, jaw clenching as he grits his teeth. Like he had with villains, he just couldn't understand why someone would attack an innocent bystander like that. He could understand doing it to survive, but from the sounds of it, he hadn't done anything. He was just passing through and some tiger decided it would be fun to toy with him. Damn anyone who thought they could hurt his students like that.
It was like when he had gotten news of Izuku's death. His anger had been unimaginable. Sure, there were some certain people who were angrier about it than he was, but still. As much as he had wanted it, too, he still tried to stop the group that went out to try and get vengeance. That was a thing only villains did, let their emotions get the better of them. But he couldn't and they died. He really couldn't do anything, could he?
"I see," that's all he can manage, the darkness that suddenly fell across his expression enough to say that he was pissed. Yes, he knew about his emotional bond with his powers; it was hard to not notice. Even with the vague way he spoke of the event, he could still tell that it must have been hard for him. You couldn't just get through something like that without the emotional burden. "I'm sorry that happened to you," really, what else could he say?
"SPEECH"
He watches him with piercing eyes, jaw clenching as he grits his teeth. Like he had with villains, he just couldn't understand why someone would attack an innocent bystander like that. He could understand doing it to survive, but from the sounds of it, he hadn't done anything. He was just passing through and some tiger decided it would be fun to toy with him. Damn anyone who thought they could hurt his students like that.
It was like when he had gotten news of Izuku's death. His anger had been unimaginable. Sure, there were some certain people who were angrier about it than he was, but still. As much as he had wanted it, too, he still tried to stop the group that went out to try and get vengeance. That was a thing only villains did, let their emotions get the better of them. But he couldn't and they died. He really couldn't do anything, could he?
"I see," that's all he can manage, the darkness that suddenly fell across his expression enough to say that he was pissed. Yes, he knew about his emotional bond with his powers; it was hard to not notice. Even with the vague way he spoke of the event, he could still tell that it must have been hard for him. You couldn't just get through something like that without the emotional burden. "I'm sorry that happened to you," really, what else could he say?
"SPEECH"