ghost boys ☀ visitor

[arcy]

Luckily, it doesn't take long for somebody to approach. Unluckily, there are now three people gathered around him to hear what he says. It could be worse, he supposes, because at least he's not saying this to an entire crowd. Izuku wasn't any good with people, especially after the long isolation periods. He didn't even know these people, they weren't allies or anything. His paws are shaking just the slightest, and his posture has tensed. He does his best to relax, though, and takes a few shaky breaths to do just that. It helps at least a little.
"H-Hello," Izuku greets, allowing a nervous grin to slip across his maw. He hopes he doesn't mess this up. Well, everyone seems ... nice enough? He thinks so, at least. "Um, I'm Izuku Midoriya, a tenderfoot from Snowbound" Oh, they probably don't know what ranking tenderfoot was. Why'd he even introduce himself like that? Well, it was a little too late to explain, as he was already going off to explain what he was here for.  "I was, uh, sent to ask if you or your medic would be interested in some sort of ... medic alliance" That was the word Jacob had used, right? Izuku would have been a little better at explaining the whole thing if he weren't so flustered, and maybe if it hadn't seemed so vague to him. Jacob probably had a good idea of what would happen, though, because otherwise this entire thing probably wouldn't have gone this far yet. "B-Basically, a group of healers, from each group, meets in Snowbound about ... once a month, I think it was? A-Anyways, we'd share research and, um, resources and the like," Okay, he got all of that through. Izuku's gaze falls to his paws, even as his tail swishes, simultaneously cheery and very nervous. He hopes he got the idea across well enough -- he got the gist of it, he thinks, but he also could have messed something up somewhere. He really hopes not, especially since there isn't anyone to correct him or anything.

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