“You really are heroic, aren’t you?”
Shoto had been sitting on the train close to Midoriya, biding his time while waiting for everyone to leave - and then, of course, he’d made sure to freeze the doors together. “I’ve waited so long to speak with you, Midoriya Izuku, hero Deku.” His lips twisted into a small smile - crooked, but not unkind.
“It’s nice to finally meet you. I’ve heard so much about you.” Mostly from the league, considering they were his only social contact nowadays. Although, he wasn’t sure he fitted in - considering most of them were insane, to Shoto, while he was simply.. hiding.
“Tell me about yourself, hero Deku. If I like your answers, perhaps you’ll survive this journey.” Not much of a threat, seeing as Shoto never had been one for murder. “I’m curious about the world, after all - I love to hear about everything.”
He’d had no connection to the outside since he ran away at the age of thirteen, after all - god knows how long ago that was.