[It's true that those early years are a blur, if not completely erased. Most of what Shouto remembered from his childhood was being scared, angry, lonely, and in pain, all emotions that mostly stemmed from his father. There were fragments that came now and then of anger that wasn't directed at himself or his mother, but they were so weak and fleeting that nothing could ever be pieced.
Now that he's older and finally surrounded by people who care, it's hard to go back to phantoms of the past, as dim as they are. But he also knows that whatever has been darkly brewing under the surface was something that his friends wouldn't be able to cull. He needed to know.]
Honored.
[The dry family snark seemed to at least be inherited. Shouto raised a brow though once he realized that Dabi wasn't letting him through, instead inspecting and circling him like a vulture who found a dead carcass. He flinched as a burnt hand reached towards his hair, taking all of himself to not knock the hand away in defiance. Not that it mattered, Dabi did the rest.
The shove startled him, stumbling forward a couple steps through the entry way into the room. One way to be invited.]
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Date: 2021-05-21 07:31 pm (UTC)Now that he's older and finally surrounded by people who care, it's hard to go back to phantoms of the past, as dim as they are. But he also knows that whatever has been darkly brewing under the surface was something that his friends wouldn't be able to cull. He needed to know.]
Honored.
[The dry family snark seemed to at least be inherited. Shouto raised a brow though once he realized that Dabi wasn't letting him through, instead inspecting and circling him like a vulture who found a dead carcass. He flinched as a burnt hand reached towards his hair, taking all of himself to not knock the hand away in defiance. Not that it mattered, Dabi did the rest.
The shove startled him, stumbling forward a couple steps through the entry way into the room. One way to be invited.]
What the hell--?