07-20-2018, 06:53 PM
" IT'S FINE NOW. WHY? BECAUSE I AM HERE! "
It was just like his student to push himself to the point of breaking. It was how Izuku had passed the entrance exams, how he had fought during the Sports Festival, and... well. It had also been, at least in Toshinori's eyes, a sizable cause of death. But now, it seemed as though Izuku was allowing this habit to get worse.
All Might? The serval almost winced- he had to stop himself, though. The kid had called him All Might forever. There was no need to let the name, however painful it felt now, die. He blinked a bit harder than he would've liked and finally cast his gaze to the young man.
He looked like he was starving. Toshinori noted the limp in his step; the giant would on Izuku's leg similar to the ones he'd earned during the entrance exams. But... no. This one was much worse. His brows furrowed as the green-furred child made his way over. Once he was closer, Toshinori could see the various scars littering his body, and his scowl deepened.
"Midoriya... you look terrible."
His statement hung flatly for a moment. That probably wasn't the correct way to greet the young man after everything that had happened, but he was just being frank. He was usually up-front with his students, and though he might have withheld information from time to time, he never lied to them.
He stiffened just a bit with the realization of what he'd said. Though, he wasn't sure he felt particularly bad about it, maybe there was a... reason that the other looked that way? It just looked to him like Midoriya wasn't taking care of himself, though. Then again, perhaps he was being a hypocrite.
Toshinori swallowed. His will to do this was quickly failing him. He'd already started off the reunion of sorts poorly, was there a need to continue on like this? The chipper attitude that Izuku exuded wasn't helping things, either. Did he want to dive into this territory right now? His paws rapped against the cold, hard dirt beneath them.
His eyes wandered back to Izuku. He looked so hungry. "Have you eaten today?"
Toshinori quickly forgot what he'd come to do as a more paternal instinct took over. His own personal guilt faded, though only slightly, to make way for the concern now flooding him. For a moment, he wondered if Midoriya even wanted his help like this, but in the next moment, he didn't care.
"And your arm... what happened? What have you been doing?"
He was almost angry. Not quite, but almost.
All Might? The serval almost winced- he had to stop himself, though. The kid had called him All Might forever. There was no need to let the name, however painful it felt now, die. He blinked a bit harder than he would've liked and finally cast his gaze to the young man.
He looked like he was starving. Toshinori noted the limp in his step; the giant would on Izuku's leg similar to the ones he'd earned during the entrance exams. But... no. This one was much worse. His brows furrowed as the green-furred child made his way over. Once he was closer, Toshinori could see the various scars littering his body, and his scowl deepened.
"Midoriya... you look terrible."
His statement hung flatly for a moment. That probably wasn't the correct way to greet the young man after everything that had happened, but he was just being frank. He was usually up-front with his students, and though he might have withheld information from time to time, he never lied to them.
He stiffened just a bit with the realization of what he'd said. Though, he wasn't sure he felt particularly bad about it, maybe there was a... reason that the other looked that way? It just looked to him like Midoriya wasn't taking care of himself, though. Then again, perhaps he was being a hypocrite.
Toshinori swallowed. His will to do this was quickly failing him. He'd already started off the reunion of sorts poorly, was there a need to continue on like this? The chipper attitude that Izuku exuded wasn't helping things, either. Did he want to dive into this territory right now? His paws rapped against the cold, hard dirt beneath them.
His eyes wandered back to Izuku. He looked so hungry. "Have you eaten today?"
Toshinori quickly forgot what he'd come to do as a more paternal instinct took over. His own personal guilt faded, though only slightly, to make way for the concern now flooding him. For a moment, he wondered if Midoriya even wanted his help like this, but in the next moment, he didn't care.
"And your arm... what happened? What have you been doing?"
He was almost angry. Not quite, but almost.
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