[ it's strange how much things have changed from what he can remember to now. almost feels like it isn't even real. if he could only remember... but maybe it's best that he doesn't right now. everything got so fucked up so fast.

he takes the burn cream out of the kit when keigo gives the okay, and slides a little closer to him, wincing at the movement. his body feels strange as well- almost like it's not even completely his own. it's the way it feels numb, but somehow in a lot of pain. he tries not to think about how he might stay like this if his body really was pushed to the limit.

it's too soon.

opening the cream up, dabi squints a bit, trying to pinpoint where the burns might be the worst along keigo's front. he scoots forward again, because it's a little easier this way, and then he starts rubbing the cream in where he can.]

My body can't handle my Quirk. Ever since I was a little kid... ever since my Quirk manifested, actually. Didn't matter to anyone back then though, ya know? It was powerful so it had to be used. Had to be developed so I could be... whatever the fuck he wanted me to be. But it don't stop. The longer I use it the worst it gets. Wouldn't want the heroes findin' out about that and usin' it against me.

[he figures this is as good a time to tell Keigo as any.]