Dito huffs out a petulant sigh, looking for all the world like a child temporarily deprived of his favorite toy. Eventually he shrugs, as if Shigaraki's threat was one in which he had to take a few seconds to review the pros and cons.
"Fair enough. Anything in particular you wanna know about? Let's see... I hate intense cold and intense heat. My favorite food is stew, simmered to perfection. Not a big fan of sweets. Seafood makes me gag-- had a nasty encounter with a rotting giant crab that was still alive once. When I'm not hunting things I like reading philosophy and history-- thank god this place has an assortment of books so I can take that hobby up again."
Throughout his whole speech, Dito busies himself with balancing his spear on the palm of his hand. In one deft movement he sends it flipping above his head, catching it by the haft as it descends towards him. He glances once again in Shigaraki's direction.
"How was that? That enough to go on? Should I say something about how I enjoy long walks on the beach? 'Cause I'm pretty sure I told you I'm not into lying."
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"Fair enough. Anything in particular you wanna know about? Let's see... I hate intense cold and intense heat. My favorite food is stew, simmered to perfection. Not a big fan of sweets. Seafood makes me gag-- had a nasty encounter with a rotting giant crab that was still alive once. When I'm not hunting things I like reading philosophy and history-- thank god this place has an assortment of books so I can take that hobby up again."
Throughout his whole speech, Dito busies himself with balancing his spear on the palm of his hand. In one deft movement he sends it flipping above his head, catching it by the haft as it descends towards him. He glances once again in Shigaraki's direction.
"How was that? That enough to go on? Should I say something about how I enjoy long walks on the beach? 'Cause I'm pretty sure I told you I'm not into lying."