[Hawks is definitely being dramatic to the cold, but that's in Dabi's overheated opinion. Even now, wet as a drowned cat he's warm from using his flames.
It helps in drying his clothes a little but they still cling to him wetly and he lets his flame die out so he can remove his coat and wring it out.
he does notice hawks inching closer and closer, though, and even with only the city lights and the moonlight shining in, he can see that puppy dog look on the other man's face.
he lets out and annoyed sound, mostly cause he doesn't know how he can help. he just envisions his flames burning Hawks' wings down.]
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It helps in drying his clothes a little but they still cling to him wetly and he lets his flame die out so he can remove his coat and wring it out.
he does notice hawks inching closer and closer, though, and even with only the city lights and the moonlight shining in, he can see that puppy dog look on the other man's face.
he lets out and annoyed sound, mostly cause he doesn't know how he can help. he just envisions his flames burning Hawks' wings down.]
And how the hell do ya expect me to do that?