[He's quiet. Dabi's words have him thinking. He rubs the back of his neck, eyes closed as he lulls over the words. Crossed several lines. They certainly have something different going on from the rest of their relationships with the league. His brows furrow and he sneaks in a few hard scratches, hiding them with the persistent massaging of his neck.]
Forget I said something then.
[He doesn't know what to say or what to do to make it right and this may be the childish answer but for Shigaraki it's a step closer to a mature answer.]
no subject
Forget I said something then.
[He doesn't know what to say or what to do to make it right and this may be the childish answer but for Shigaraki it's a step closer to a mature answer.]