[The words sting, but Izuku knows they're true. It's the whole reason that he hadn't run off already--that he hadn't gone past the fifteen steps threshold to see if his arm would truly break if he got too far from his posting. Hadn't he been told before that he wouldn't be of any use if he kept breaking himself on the first rescue?]

I mean, I don't know if my arm will actually break... [There's no force behind those words, knowing them to be as fake as they feel. His gaze has dropped, subconsciously flexing his right hand.]

I just...I want to go out and help! It's hard being stuck here not able to move! [Tears of frustration build in the corner of his eyes--what kind of hero was he, stuck in the middle of a mall?] I don't even have any useful information to give because most of the people who pass by aren't even people!