05-02-2018, 02:41 PM
The scars are the first thing he notices. He frowns at the sight, though he definitely isn't a stranger to wounds and their lasting reminders. It was what he had been hoping to lose when he got this new body, but the scratches had remained, particularly the one underneath his eye. It was an eyesore. He wasn't bothered by other people seeing it, he just didn't like the look of it. But it was what came with being a hero, he supposed. Now he couldn't even say that much. Either way, even when he does see the marks on Kilua's body, he doesn't speak up about it. It's not any of his business, and he has learned to ignore things when they weren't.
"Alright. It's the least I can do," Aizawa isn't sure why he wants to hide his power, though he has a few ideas. But it doesn't matter, since he planned to keep it between the three there. He's more focused on warming up after nearly drowning in freezing water. "That would be nice, yes," he says at the offer of a blanket, slowly standing up on all fours. His scarf, since it had been in the water with him, was essentially useless for giving him any heat. Hopefully it wasn't ruined. He would hate to lose what little remained of his past life.
Now that he had nearly died in this new world, he couldn't help but acknowledge how little he had adjusted to his form. He could walk without stumbling, and he could do most things with little difficulty--but there were still things he needed to learn, like swimming. Even if Snowbound didn't have a whole lot of water that wasn't frozen over, it would be a helpful skill to know. Fighting..could wait. It would require a lot of his attention, and he wanted to get the more simpler ones out of the way, first.
"SPEECH"
"Alright. It's the least I can do," Aizawa isn't sure why he wants to hide his power, though he has a few ideas. But it doesn't matter, since he planned to keep it between the three there. He's more focused on warming up after nearly drowning in freezing water. "That would be nice, yes," he says at the offer of a blanket, slowly standing up on all fours. His scarf, since it had been in the water with him, was essentially useless for giving him any heat. Hopefully it wasn't ruined. He would hate to lose what little remained of his past life.
Now that he had nearly died in this new world, he couldn't help but acknowledge how little he had adjusted to his form. He could walk without stumbling, and he could do most things with little difficulty--but there were still things he needed to learn, like swimming. Even if Snowbound didn't have a whole lot of water that wasn't frozen over, it would be a helpful skill to know. Fighting..could wait. It would require a lot of his attention, and he wanted to get the more simpler ones out of the way, first.
"SPEECH"