[dabi may not come from a world with magic, but he's aware of "powers" in general thanks to the quirks from his world. a damage transfer quirk could theoretically operate the same, plus he's not an idiot, so the pieces click into place easily.]
Idiot.
[there's no monster on the ground he can see to burn, so that's going to have to go unrewarding. leaving nara'a to suffer for his own "heroic" choice, dabi checks the back of his clothes. tch, there's a slice through the cloak, right up the back, and much to his annoyance, it hit the coat from home beneath. luckily didn't get to his shirt or skin, but... irritating.
he knows how to stitch at least.]
"Probably" ain't reassurin. [he shrugs his clothes back into more comfortable place before turning cold eyes on the other man. job's done, one for one, fair trade's fair. should walk right out on him and leave him to lick his own wounds.] Yeah? That's why ya cringin over there.
[he cast the spell, so he should expect the answer, unless he doesn't trust his own magic...]
This a habit for you, takin hits for other people?
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Idiot.
[there's no monster on the ground he can see to burn, so that's going to have to go unrewarding. leaving nara'a to suffer for his own "heroic" choice, dabi checks the back of his clothes. tch, there's a slice through the cloak, right up the back, and much to his annoyance, it hit the coat from home beneath. luckily didn't get to his shirt or skin, but... irritating.
he knows how to stitch at least.]
"Probably" ain't reassurin. [he shrugs his clothes back into more comfortable place before turning cold eyes on the other man. job's done, one for one, fair trade's fair. should walk right out on him and leave him to lick his own wounds.] Yeah? That's why ya cringin over there.
[he cast the spell, so he should expect the answer, unless he doesn't trust his own magic...]
This a habit for you, takin hits for other people?