[Without really thinking, his hand comes up to rest on All Might's. His own fingertips were always a bit cold and that tends to match All Might's skeletal levels of poor circulation. That was fine, they could be a living denial and proof of "cold hands, warm heart."]
Ah, good. [It's sort of quiet, vague, unsure of which part of the line he's referring to. There's a little pause, a small glance from the screen to the other then back. He puts his hand back down, to his lap.]
I've enjoyed it, too. [He doesn't say it with a big smile, he doesn't make eye contact while he says it. There's that small gesture where he- slumps a bit- and if his capture cloth was on, it would inch up to cover his face a bit. He doesn't have that defense but the gesture is still ingrained in him. He's being honest.]
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Ah, good. [It's sort of quiet, vague, unsure of which part of the line he's referring to. There's a little pause, a small glance from the screen to the other then back. He puts his hand back down, to his lap.]
I've enjoyed it, too. [He doesn't say it with a big smile, he doesn't make eye contact while he says it. There's that small gesture where he- slumps a bit- and if his capture cloth was on, it would inch up to cover his face a bit. He doesn't have that defense but the gesture is still ingrained in him. He's being honest.]