Faun: B-but I...I don't want you to get hurt...
"...I've been hurt before...what's your uh... father's quirk..?"
Faun: ...He can manipulate metal...
Faun shudders a little
"Oh! Then....I'd have to get to the correct temperature to melt metal..but burns...ugh.."
Faun: NO! No don't-don't fight him...please...it'll-it'll only make things worse...
He's shaking a lot
"Well...fine, but if he does ANYTHING to provoke me....I may just...do something."
Faun: ...
"But...I'll try my hardest to restrain myself."
Faun: I...thank you.
They arrive at Faun's house
Faun: ...It-it's this one.
"Okay."
He gently put Faun down
