[don't look at him. dabi cuts his own hair and this spiky mop is the result. technically that's just how it grew, but it's got some more ragged ends than other spike-headed people around. liable to end up straight whacking dito's bangs right off.]
Ya only got that trait once. Then ya all used up.
[another glowing example of not giving a crap about other people. he listens to the insinuating telltale and pockets the metal spike burst he found a few seconds ago. recognizing the emotion in dito's voice, he doesn't have to see it on his face. not sure why people like to talk about things they don't like to talk about. especially to strangers.]
Yeah. I know.
[dabi abandons the bookshelf and goes off to kick around a few of the pots dito had looked through, scanning the dust and slime inside. nothing of interest here.]
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Ya only got that trait once. Then ya all used up.
[another glowing example of not giving a crap about other people. he listens to the insinuating telltale and pockets the metal spike burst he found a few seconds ago. recognizing the emotion in dito's voice, he doesn't have to see it on his face. not sure why people like to talk about things they don't like to talk about. especially to strangers.]
Yeah. I know.
[dabi abandons the bookshelf and goes off to kick around a few of the pots dito had looked through, scanning the dust and slime inside. nothing of interest here.]
Didja kill her?