Dabi's recognition gets a small blink from him, but he just gives a small nod as he makes note of that. (Have Allen and Shouto talked about, idk, such normal things as the places they were previously from in terms of geography while spending so much time together? So that he might realize things like they're from an alternative/future earth? You know that's honestly highly unlikely...) ]
Mm. Scotland, originally. [ Probably. Who knows, he doesn't technically know when or where he was born but that's what he's decided as true. Same with his age... Also how would he know a gas station sells anything else! A general store sells general items... a gas station should sell gas! Why would you complicate that!! ]
"Modern" painkillers and clothes? [ He blinks, gaze flicking up to Dabi in some surprise at not really getting what he means, but... getting enough of the picture to realize that's probably a good thing, given what other "future advances" there can be. It's as rhetorical as it is curious.
Also he's not a priest, that was his asshole master. And Allen's way kinder and less sleazy than him. ]
Things for pain, fever, antiseptics... anything good for wounds in particular like that would be good. And I can check, but I know he said something about copper? And would be happy with anything mechanical he could take apart. [ He gives a small, thoughtful as he taps a finger lightly against the table, sorting what Dabi mentioned against what has been lamented to him over or that he knows people have already been donating. ] Towels would probably be a good idea too... clothes are fine though, we don't need anything like that. [ They have a tailor who organizes clothing drives after all. Sansa would probably be So Offended if he dared to get anything on his own.
But all of this brings up something he's been wondering about since he first realized it was Dabi, and his head tilts lightly to the side. Not skeptical, just curious, and he sweeps his palm to the side in and offhand gesture. ]
What is it you want in exchange for things like this? You don't seem like someone who'd want to trade in blood.
[ Most Sleepers don't, and Dabi seems too pragmatic for something that's only useful for trading with natives really... or weird rituals and experiments. ]
beautiful ♥
Dabi's recognition gets a small blink from him, but he just gives a small nod as he makes note of that. (Have Allen and Shouto talked about, idk, such normal things as the places they were previously from in terms of geography while spending so much time together? So that he might realize things like they're from an alternative/future earth? You know that's honestly highly unlikely...) ]
Mm. Scotland, originally. [ Probably. Who knows, he doesn't technically know when or where he was born but that's what he's decided as true. Same with his age... Also how would he know a gas station sells anything else! A general store sells general items... a gas station should sell gas! Why would you complicate that!! ]
"Modern" painkillers and clothes? [ He blinks, gaze flicking up to Dabi in some surprise at not really getting what he means, but... getting enough of the picture to realize that's probably a good thing, given what other "future advances" there can be. It's as rhetorical as it is curious.
Also he's not a priest, that was his asshole master. And Allen's way kinder and less sleazy than him. ]
Things for pain, fever, antiseptics... anything good for wounds in particular like that would be good. And I can check, but I know he said something about copper? And would be happy with anything mechanical he could take apart. [ He gives a small, thoughtful as he taps a finger lightly against the table, sorting what Dabi mentioned against what has been lamented to him over or that he knows people have already been donating. ] Towels would probably be a good idea too... clothes are fine though, we don't need anything like that. [ They have a tailor who organizes clothing drives after all. Sansa would probably be So Offended if he dared to get anything on his own.
But all of this brings up something he's been wondering about since he first realized it was Dabi, and his head tilts lightly to the side. Not skeptical, just curious, and he sweeps his palm to the side in and offhand gesture. ]
What is it you want in exchange for things like this? You don't seem like someone who'd want to trade in blood.
[ Most Sleepers don't, and Dabi seems too pragmatic for something that's only useful for trading with natives really... or weird rituals and experiments. ]