[There's the faintest sarcastic wave to see Bakugou off. It's only after he leaves that things start to creep up on him again. Only the quiet chatter over the radio keeps him from feeling the full extent of the weirdness of the situation. It was weird all day. Just now he was completely alone, in the dark, knowing he was trapped or his body would start to feel like it was being torn apart.]
[He seals himself in the back but he can't quite fill in all the gaps. The food court is filled with a thin layer of that mist. Just like his quirk in people's mind, it slips through the cracks and settles itself. It's not an order, not a compulsion, but it's there.]
[And it's starting to freak him out. There was no major news from the channel. He assumed that meant things were fine. What if they weren't though? What was going on out there? Maybe it was nothing and he was overreacting but his brain is suddenly sure he isn't.]
[He tries to sleep but he can't. So, he'll pepper the channel with messages here and there.]
no subject
[He seals himself in the back but he can't quite fill in all the gaps. The food court is filled with a thin layer of that mist. Just like his quirk in people's mind, it slips through the cracks and settles itself. It's not an order, not a compulsion, but it's there.]
[And it's starting to freak him out. There was no major news from the channel. He assumed that meant things were fine. What if they weren't though? What was going on out there? Maybe it was nothing and he was overreacting but his brain is suddenly sure he isn't.]
[He tries to sleep but he can't. So, he'll pepper the channel with messages here and there.]
"You better be alive."
"These protein bars taste terrible by the way."