[He watches Dabi carefully, ready to react to any movement that's hostile. The flames flaring up get him to grab his scythe, but he relaxes and doesn't draw it as the flames die down. He breathes a sigh of relief, letting his shoulders fall and hand return to his side.]
[He's the hero, he has to be. He doesn't need the push from this place to do something heroic. He doesn't mind if he gets hurt, but he's glad that he doesn't have to in this case.]
Thank you.
[He doesn't say 'I owe you one', because Dabi will take that literally. He sighs and watches the other just as carefully as before.]
Do you want some tea?
[He's nearby, so why not offer? He might as well.]
dabi... pls...
[He's the hero, he has to be. He doesn't need the push from this place to do something heroic. He doesn't mind if he gets hurt, but he's glad that he doesn't have to in this case.]
Thank you.
[He doesn't say 'I owe you one', because Dabi will take that literally. He sighs and watches the other just as carefully as before.]
Do you want some tea?
[He's nearby, so why not offer? He might as well.]