[a grunt in reply to the greeting, what's only a breath against his skin and a rumble, malaise drifting back over him with laughable ease; his personality is sedentary at times but nothing like this, how weightlessly he lets the sandman weight his eyelids and send him drifting off into soft desert dunes — and so the lengthy pause that follows the question could be because he fell asleep again]
...Dunno. [but, really, he was just trying to figure out his answer, one that comes in a low rumble, naturally deep voice gritting up] I never woke up 'til now.
[an accomplishment, maybe; a signal flag of just how worn to the bone he'd been, more likely. at the thought, his arms coil a little tighter, shifting opening his fingers beneath that rough and scarred palm so that they intertwine here, too]
Let's not go anywhere for a while.
[school, their peers, exams, field tests, any of it — it's too hard for Todoroki to turn off that pragmatic nature that puts goals first and everything else in compartmentalized little boxes to deal with later, if "later" ever even comes, and there's a desperation the way he feels the need to ride this wave of emotional initiative for as long as he can. what this means for them, what to plan for, how to cope with it — for one morning, he needs to not think about it]
[not think about how it fits into the life that's been mapped out in front of him, and how every act of rebellion only seems to pave it more — and the fear that whatever this is might be what finally trips him, regardless of how intentional it is, regardless of whether or not he wants it]
no subject
...Dunno. [but, really, he was just trying to figure out his answer, one that comes in a low rumble, naturally deep voice gritting up] I never woke up 'til now.
[an accomplishment, maybe; a signal flag of just how worn to the bone he'd been, more likely. at the thought, his arms coil a little tighter, shifting opening his fingers beneath that rough and scarred palm so that they intertwine here, too]
Let's not go anywhere for a while.
[school, their peers, exams, field tests, any of it — it's too hard for Todoroki to turn off that pragmatic nature that puts goals first and everything else in compartmentalized little boxes to deal with later, if "later" ever even comes, and there's a desperation the way he feels the need to ride this wave of emotional initiative for as long as he can. what this means for them, what to plan for, how to cope with it — for one morning, he needs to not think about it]
[not think about how it fits into the life that's been mapped out in front of him, and how every act of rebellion only seems to pave it more — and the fear that whatever this is might be what finally trips him, regardless of how intentional it is, regardless of whether or not he wants it]