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They stopped letting him be awake once he overheard and started asking questions.  Or threatening, he doesn’t quite remember which one.  Something about someone likely wanting him out of the way or wanting information.  The latter is less likely given the logistics.  It’s alarming to know that there’s at least three more people in the world who know about the way his quirk works.  It wasn’t a clean takedown, but it was efficient enough that he hadn’t had entirely enough time to register what was going on.  There was frustration at some point that he didn’t know the topic of only that it often meant something else bruised or buzzing fingers that left burns where ever they touched.   There’s a sound he recognizes, but can’t place.  A sort of cracking noise that he thinks he’d be able to name if he could actually think.  The door lets in an abnormal chill that doesn’t seem right.  If he strains he can pick up what sounds like complaining coming from outside.  There’s definite footsteps that sounds like a person coming towards him.  Thick fabric still obscures his vision and his mouth is slow to open in an attempt to snap something vaguely defensive.  “Said fuck off.” 

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{Tamaki’s a pretty good photographer! He started on his phone, just taking random pictures of Mirio, Nejire, Kiri, and Fat Gum without them knowing, along with nature photos (which quickly became his specialty). But he eventually did acquire a better higher quality camera.}

          “hey....” rare moments of softness ,  allowed only for each other ;  shuichi understands perfectly what toga is feeling. but he still wishes he could do... something. “i get it.” he sits, chin in his hands. “i’m not...” he’s never been the best at comfort ,  and he finds himself at a loss for words now. “i don’t think twice would want you to stop being...” he gestures vaguely. “most people in this world are going to hurt you ,  no matter what you do. but if you shut out the people who care, you’ll only end up hurting yourself.”

"You know very well how sharp my thorns are, Kaminari, I don't want you to get cut."

“Go on kid-” A small sharp toothed grin “Go show em you can be an awesome ass hero don’t worry about me. I’m not here to fight ya or slow you down but I’m not comin back”

   “  language ,  young lady .  “  he can’t help the little chuckle that left his lips ,  though --- he was going to use that one now ,  thanks toga .