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......Sure, Dabi. 

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-“…… Alright fine-, what if am? So what, it’s only because she reminds me of Shoto. It’s been forever since I’ve seen him, not counting the times I had to try killing him several times..-“

...and it has nothing to do with the fact that she seems as worried about your brother as you are? 

-“.. I’m just going to treat her, nothing more nothing less. So if you don’t mind.. or, if “I” don’t mind, stop with trying to convince me with something.”-

alrightttttt~

-“… Alright what was with that tone-, you know something don’t you-? T/-/T”-

nnnnnope! Let's just move on. :> 

-“.. Right, well I should probably check if she landed on anything sharp, who knows where she landed first.”-

He gently sat Kem on her stomach, resting her head on his jacket, (cause really, he doesn’t want her face on a cold metal table. And you know, He’s Dabi. TvT)

Her back was-wet? It wasn't blood...what looked like a backpack built into the back of Kemuri's costume was torn, and lighter fluid was spilling out. It seemed like the bag was pretty much empty now-two tubing like wires poked out of the sides, wrapping around Kemuri's gloves and connecting to the buttons on her palms.  

“.. Practically a humidifier.. Heh, you sure are one tech-lady, I’ll give you that.. let’s get you dried up, probably not the best idea having flammable liquid on you..”


He slipped his fingers on the bottom of her “shirt”, and began to lift it up… beeeefore moving. It back down PRETTY quick-

“… Okayyyy, second thought, I’ll-.. just not do that, Jesus dabi think before you start doing something like that-“