[He didn't somehow rummage through the other's things so much without realizing he had a sleeptalking habit. It still made his heart briefly stop, though, before realizing it was just some idle nonsense. Was he rescuing people even in his sleep? No wonder he was overworked.]
[Still, he smiles, a little, at the ridiculousness of it.]
[... not at "cute," though. That was a bit different from the usual sleep-mumbling. And, perhaps, it was delivered right at a moment when Aizawa was prepared to take offense to it. Not that- of course, it had nothing to do with him! It was just coincidentally timed with his moments of weakness, which were in no way cute, and he in no way wanted Toshinori to call him cute.]
Idiot. Who the hell's cute?...
[A quiet response, without really thinking about it.]
no subject
[Still, he smiles, a little, at the ridiculousness of it.]
[... not at "cute," though. That was a bit different from the usual sleep-mumbling. And, perhaps, it was delivered right at a moment when Aizawa was prepared to take offense to it. Not that- of course, it had nothing to do with him! It was just coincidentally timed with his moments of weakness, which were in no way cute, and he in no way wanted Toshinori to call him cute.]
Idiot. Who the hell's cute?...
[A quiet response, without really thinking about it.]