Better be careful with that surprise gift; he might be more apt to torch it when he notices it out of "surprise" than anything else. Though when it does get close enough to him, the bare brush against some of those wild black spikes triggers and Dabi instinctively ducks to the side, lanky body doing some kind of evasive wave roll from head to hips. The kind of thing someone does when they brush past a spider web in the forest.

But it gets his attention and he frowns at the creature. Spider, definitely. Fingers, of course it's fingers. The way it's hanging off a string only makes the arachnid similarity all the more obvious. Still, he listens to the explanation/introduction. Tomura really put in some thought to this one, specifically for him, so the urge to burn the spindly little thing fades quickly.

"Thanks." Curt, simple, but true. He holds his arm out below it, like waiting for a parrot to climb onto his limb. "Just don't go spindlin around in my hair." None of that creepy shit crawling across the back of his neck or sliding into his shirt. But the uses of the fingamera is welcome.