Then I guess I'm staying awake. [he says as if his voice isn't as gritty as a 70-year-old chain smoker's, raw with his mere flirting with actual sleep. keep himself up... right. his phone will come in handy, which he practically wobbles to pluck out of a pocket where his hero customs is in an ugly pile on the floor]
[and then similarly wobbles to Midoriya, raising a hand towards him, and — ]
[hesitating, unsure what to do with it, where to touch...]
[he'd fought, too. Todoroki wonders where — if — it hurts, and so lowers his hand back down to his own side, red and white eyelashes low as his gaze trails down to... lips he thinks might be split under all that dirt]
[lower than before:] Be fast. You should be the last thing I see.
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[and then similarly wobbles to Midoriya, raising a hand towards him, and — ]
[hesitating, unsure what to do with it, where to touch...]
[he'd fought, too. Todoroki wonders where — if — it hurts, and so lowers his hand back down to his own side, red and white eyelashes low as his gaze trails down to... lips he thinks might be split under all that dirt]
[lower than before:] Be fast. You should be the last thing I see.