[ It's almost excruciating, just standing here doing... nothing. Waiting. Watching. Wondering if one of those things that passes by through the mist from time to time is going to work its way toward them and then they wind up being a smear of blood down a glass door.
But it doesn't happen. Nothing happens. Inasa finds himself feeling antsy and more than a little paranoid. What if one of those things does come back. Neither one of them have a way to fight back against it. Did either one of them think to bring a knife out here with them? He doesn't think so.
Inasa hears Todoroki say something and he looks up, eyebrows furrowing slightly as he peers through mist. ]
That-- that's impossible.
[ How could Endeavor be walking so calmly through the mist like that and with... with his flames burning so brightly? How did he get to keep his quirk? ]
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But it doesn't happen. Nothing happens. Inasa finds himself feeling antsy and more than a little paranoid. What if one of those things does come back. Neither one of them have a way to fight back against it. Did either one of them think to bring a knife out here with them? He doesn't think so.
Inasa hears Todoroki say something and he looks up, eyebrows furrowing slightly as he peers through mist. ]
That-- that's impossible.
[ How could Endeavor be walking so calmly through the mist like that and with... with his flames burning so brightly? How did he get to keep his quirk? ]