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He pointed his frying pan at him, trying and horribly failing to be intimidating as he circled him. 

"A likely story....w-what do you want with my hair, hm? T-To cut it? Sell it!?"

"...I don't want you're hair...thats the least thing I want-"

He seemed taken aback by this

"You...don't?"

"No?"

"...." 

He nervously bit his lip-meanwhile his chameleon friend crawled down the frying pan and glared at Hawks, looking him dead in the eye and studying him. 

(...frog friend-)

"Umm-hi..?"

Pascal crawled up the frying pan and over to Ru, sitting on his shoulder. Ru hesitated for a moment before starting to gently untie Hawks, keeping his gaze lowered. 

"quietly Sorry...it's just no one's ever gotten up here before...do-is it...normal for people to have wings?" 

"I mean, yeah-it's my quirk-don't you have a quirk?"

He tilted his head up at him, confused 

"Quirk...?"

"....Yeah-a quirk."