No--wait wait wait! [Izuku had been following her frantic run around the kiosk, listening to her talk herself up into some kind of tizzy--but he didn't expect to be grabbed--and forced to leave?!]

I can't leave work! [He leans away, ready to anchor himself to this kiosk in any way possible. He couldn't depend on One For All, but that didn't mean he hadn't worked out every muscle in his body for a year.] It's not because my boss told me to stay, I'm not allowed! It's how my hand got like this in the first place--

[There's a crack and there's a hiss of pain from him--a twinge of pain had shot up his arms. The simulation had told him not to talk about his role, didn't it? And here he was, two seconds away of blabbing about it so it wouldn't be pulled away.]