Your hands are on your hips , weight shifting upon your feet at the explanation , shrugging at the explanation. you truly didn't care for the reasoning , it wasn't something you asked for , though it was handed to you either way, so you might as well chew on it expectantly , nodding half heartedly as though you really were thinking of it. but even so, words rise forth to counter the idea presented by @guthalo

your gaze is fixed upon the villain , and while you didn't entirely align with the ideals and beliefs of heroes , holding fast to your vigilante status even as you took up teaching the next generation , you never really trusted the darker side of the quirked individuals, no matter the times you found yourself guided by those who deemed themselves 'villains' especially in your youth. Hands stay tucked in your pockets, frown straight upon your lips as the known delinquent spoke ... Again, you have half a mind to heed his warnings , but instead you shake your head , especially since @crem8 had endangered your pupils time & time again . Maybe in another time , before your students had become prey you would've headed advice .