[His hands feel hot, and with Dabi not looking at him he finally manages to grimace at the pain. He wrings his hands, trying to ebb away the heat and burn on his exposed fingers. Once it's nothing but a dull ache, he turns his attention back to Dabi.]
Hey. Are you going to be alright? [Cause it's clear that Dabi isn't alright so he's not going to ask the obvious.]
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Hey. Are you going to be alright? [Cause it's clear that Dabi isn't alright so he's not going to ask the obvious.]