05-04-2018, 01:48 AM
Izuku wasn't sure exactly how much time had passed, in all honesty. He literally only based it on his own aging process. He'd been ... about four months, cat-wise, when he first arrived. Very small, very fluffy, wide eyes. He doesn't know why he was so young, about as young as Harrison was, and it made surviving that much harder. He was around ... seven months now, he thinks. Which made, what, four months, give or take? He probably could have found a notebook to jot down each day -- it'd only take a bit of ink to dip his paw into. But, again, survival mode.
"About ... four months, give or take?" Izuku says it as though it's a question, tilting his head. And -- oh, four months is pretty terrible, isn't it? He doubts Uraraka has been here long, she doesn't seem too terribly battle scarred or changed. But Izuku ... well, beyond the fur was a whole lot of badly healed scars and injuries. And Izuku was ... clearly pretty young in this form, gangly and messy. Which made his arriving age .... somewhat clear. Very sad, very upsetting.
The additional contact as Ochaco rests her head on his is a little upsetting, in all honestly. His paws are ... shaking just a little, but he curls his tail around them to hide the fact. He hasn't actually had a ton of positive contact with people lately? Like -- Aizawa was one of the few, and only rarely. Todoroki didn't count, since, through trial and error, Izuku had managed to not have an entire breakdown over prolonged contact with the bicolored feline. Minor anxiety and restlessness, yes, but not too much more than usual. The whole thing is worth it, though, as Uraraka seems to have lightened up at least a little. Not full-on sobbing or anything, and Izuku could deal with this. So Izuku allows himself to perk up a little, uncertain grin in place as he rubs away the tears still on his own face. This whole encounter is a mess, but Izuku doesn't have any regrets, despite any discomfort of anything.
"That's great!" There's open, wide-eyed relief to be found on the Maine Coon's face as Uraraka agrees, though he does his best not to be too overwhelming about it, for Uraraka's sake. Izuku doesn't want Uraraka to be alone, after all -- at least if she was in the same group he'd see her often enough to not spent literally every moment fretting about her safety. Thanks, Todoroki. He finds fit to give her some warnings, though. "U-Um, it's very cold and snowy there, as you can ... probably tell. It's a tundra -- but if you need a scarf or a coat or something, just ask!! It ... takes a while to get used to." Izuku was lucky to have a full fur coat to protect him. Given a little extra time to have his fur fully thicken out, he'd probably be fully capable of overheating in the literal tundra. Anyways, what else should he say? Something about the members? Or -- no, probably not. He should probably mention Todoroki, honestly, but boy if Todoroki isn't somewhere in the abyss at this point. Well, he was pretty much instantly recognizable anyways, even as a cat, so Izuku isn't too worried. Right, that was ... kind of all.
"About ... four months, give or take?" Izuku says it as though it's a question, tilting his head. And -- oh, four months is pretty terrible, isn't it? He doubts Uraraka has been here long, she doesn't seem too terribly battle scarred or changed. But Izuku ... well, beyond the fur was a whole lot of badly healed scars and injuries. And Izuku was ... clearly pretty young in this form, gangly and messy. Which made his arriving age .... somewhat clear. Very sad, very upsetting.
The additional contact as Ochaco rests her head on his is a little upsetting, in all honestly. His paws are ... shaking just a little, but he curls his tail around them to hide the fact. He hasn't actually had a ton of positive contact with people lately? Like -- Aizawa was one of the few, and only rarely. Todoroki didn't count, since, through trial and error, Izuku had managed to not have an entire breakdown over prolonged contact with the bicolored feline. Minor anxiety and restlessness, yes, but not too much more than usual. The whole thing is worth it, though, as Uraraka seems to have lightened up at least a little. Not full-on sobbing or anything, and Izuku could deal with this. So Izuku allows himself to perk up a little, uncertain grin in place as he rubs away the tears still on his own face. This whole encounter is a mess, but Izuku doesn't have any regrets, despite any discomfort of anything.
"That's great!" There's open, wide-eyed relief to be found on the Maine Coon's face as Uraraka agrees, though he does his best not to be too overwhelming about it, for Uraraka's sake. Izuku doesn't want Uraraka to be alone, after all -- at least if she was in the same group he'd see her often enough to not spent literally every moment fretting about her safety. Thanks, Todoroki. He finds fit to give her some warnings, though. "U-Um, it's very cold and snowy there, as you can ... probably tell. It's a tundra -- but if you need a scarf or a coat or something, just ask!! It ... takes a while to get used to." Izuku was lucky to have a full fur coat to protect him. Given a little extra time to have his fur fully thicken out, he'd probably be fully capable of overheating in the literal tundra. Anyways, what else should he say? Something about the members? Or -- no, probably not. He should probably mention Todoroki, honestly, but boy if Todoroki isn't somewhere in the abyss at this point. Well, he was pretty much instantly recognizable anyways, even as a cat, so Izuku isn't too worried. Right, that was ... kind of all.
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