X ▌ ❝So....I'll become a hero.❞

The grimace of pain vanished from his face at the sound of her voice. "Uraraka?" He lifted his head to meet her eyes, his own brightening at the sight of her. Despite the pain lacing through his own body, his lips broadened in a smile. She was okay. Good.

His own body didn't fair as well. His mask was hanging partially off his face, broken in half. There was a deep bruise darkening beneath one of his eyes, and most of his exposed skin was covered in cuts or scorch marks. However, compared to their surroundings, he was the lucky one. It was all superficial injuries that looked worse than they were. Painful still, but nothing a good healing session wouldn't fix right up.

He winced as the ointment was applied, but the smile was immediately back in place. "Hey, I can take it. It would take more than that to bring down Red Riot." Pride filled his voice, but the villain had broken his hardening more than once. It didn't stop him from getting back up to fight, though.

So as Ochako knelt in front of him, not looking as rough as he did, any sort of pain or fear seemed to be washed away in the back of her mind. How was it possible that a single individual could have that affect on her? Her worry impaired her vision originally, but once he came into her vision alive and safe - she knew how to breath again. Whatever these feelings may be, she prayed silently to any God it did not ever go away. A small smile tugged on her face. Of course he would continue to be positive in this situation, something that showed how brave he truly was. “Of course Red Riot could handle this, I wasn’t worried for one second!” Liar. She worried the entire time.