One should be used to this kind of behavior by now and yet, each time he can feel the slight surprise behind the other person's features. Like now, for example. Two hands extend outward and grab two others in their hold ( gentle and kind, don't harm what you're curious of ), mismatched eyes staring down at the display now before them. Fingers made their way upwards, pressing softly into the pads protruding from the mirrored appendages as he blinked, almost mesmerized. "They're like.. Cat paws."
Ochako’s eyes seemed to widen the moment her hand was grabbed, looking towards the culprit with a small puzzled look on her face, yet not pulling it away.
She could not say she wasn’t surprised at the sudden fascination of the pads that she had been so used to from none other than the hot and cold classmate, who seemed so unphased by so many things. Brown eyes fluttered down to the contact as Todoroki squished her finger pad, her cheeks burning up.
❝Yeah!… I guess so…❞
