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Oh, you don't have to! That kinda defeats the purpose anyway doesn't it?

[ He definitely does ask for it sometimes, but...well, sometimes he wants it more. Other times it's just uncomfortable. ]

I'll do what I fucking want.

[Keep it in mind. Ignore it. Act on it. Whatever he wants to do, he'll do. Simple as that. Deku's not gonna order him around.]

This is good. [The sushi.] Remember the place you got it?

Yeah, of course. I can give you the name and address if you like.

[ Izuku's looking at the fruit sushi he's eating, contemplatively. ]

Don't bother. We'll add it to the book when we go home.

[The notebook in the kitchen he got where they write down restaurants they try and like, for either sit down or take out.]

[ For some reason that makes Izuku flush harder, because he's an inscrutable shoujo heroine in his downtime.

But he does nod. ]

You've got it!

[Yuck.

Don't ruin the restaurant picks with your sentimental junk. Even if it's nice to know he approves.

Anyways.]

We'll stay with the pirates for two days after tonight, then go home. Deal?

As long as you stick to the doctor's rules I'm fine with it.

[ He rolls a shoulder. ]

What about glittr?

Don't hound me on that shit.

[Stupid nurse. Fucking injuries. That guy's dead when he sees him next!]

What about it?

If your attacker was a gembonded, it might be possible to find him through that, which would make gathering any more information easier?

[ Not like everyone has profiles. Izuku's pretty sure most people from their world specifically don't, but... ]

He was. Purple gem. I don't know where it's located on his real body, but I saw it on the replicas.

[He doubts this guy has a profile. Someone who stalks like that wouldn't go public with much of anything.]

[ Honestly, depends on the audacity level, but Izuku just nods as he thinks. ]

Amethyst then...

The guy ran away at the end.

[A coward who reigns supreme when things go his way, but runs like a fucking rabbit pissing itself when faced with something that can kill it.]

Ah...sorry.

[ He quiets down, but doesn't stop thinking; just stops sharing his train of thought aloud, working through the steps mentally as he debates. ]

The hell are you apologizing for?

[Katsuki's not going to say it, but considering the fight, he's betting the flee was a false assumption on the opponent's part. That guy probably could've killed him... likely would've if he'd shown anything but confidence in fighting back.]

Huh? I guess just not being very helpful.

[ Or offering bad suggestions? ]

There's nothing we can do right now but hypothesize.

[It wasn't a bad suggestion?]

I know. I'm just...well, I guess I just want to help.

[ Katsuki doesn't often come to him for anything, even if this is mostly "keep tabs on Deku". ]

... you are helping.

[He was there. He's sitting in front of him. Katsuki's not an idiot enough to think he can keep Deku safely shackled up and sitting pretty on the shelf out of harm's way. Wouldn't even want to do something that fucking stupid.

But seeing his concern and determination and planning, his readiness...]

You're reminding me that I can count on you.

I'm...really glad you're okay, Kacchan.

[ Stitches or no. ]

I'm not dying over some shit like that.

[He won't be killed by anyone!]

Do you have to be offended by that...?

[ He wasn't insulting you! ]

Who the fuck said I was offended?!

[He's reaffirming what they both already know! But it feels important to say because he's sitting here with fucking bandages on.]

Just - I know you won't die easily, okay, but that doesn't mean I'm not glad you weren't hurt worse.

[ If those injuries had been in more vital spots... ]

... why do you think I called you?

[He didn't want Deku to worry about him.]

I thought you were worried about me going home or running into him.

[ To be frank. ]

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