[He could have, but they're beyond that at least. It's taken Shigaraki a while to come to terms where all the pieces are the same but none of them fit. There is no League here, there's no Paranormal anything. They're just people trying to... not die? Would he care if either of them died? It'd be annoying if Dabi died, he guesses. If all this went away, Dabi would be an annoying bastard too and he doesn't want to be the reason this outlet for his comrade ends.

No matter, he's quiet even then as he waits for his partner to pull the door open. Shigaraki's eyes are darting from wall to wall, stopping mostly in the doorway far enough that Dabi can close it. Even if his face doesn't show it, his vocalization does.

Good enough to know that Shigaraki was going to ask how he did this. When there's a step or two in front of him, the shorter man follows.]

You've always been resourceful.

[That's not a complime-- well it is, but not conventionally. It's true. Out of all of them, its Dabi he worries about the least if worry is a word that can be attributed to anyone in that group. He actually has heard tell, but only by way of extinguishing an annoying market stall owner earlier that month.]

How do you keep everyone away from this? The location I get, but I'm guessing you're trading. Is there a different location you trade from?