“Oh, really?” She shifted slightly in her own seat, then leaned forward and stared at him with those slitted, predatory eyes more intently, a smile spread across her lips.
“How strange, both about your name and your quirk, did you never decide on a last name for yourself? Even if you don’t know your parent’s.” She rested her chin in one of her own palms, the fingers curled slightly to rest against her own cheek as she continued to stare down at him.
“We can perform tests later if you like, see if you can focus on any other panda related imagery to initiate the transformations as well. I do not mind helping you try and explore your quirk.”
“Tests sound good, I guess.” He nods, not really caring one way or another overall, but knowing it’d probably be best for him to know how his quirk really works, in combat and any other situation.
His last name, though...............That was tricky. He...did use a different last name growing up, but........Maybe revealing that was too much. Even so.... “I....used to go by ‘Fuki’,” He replies finally. “It was my sister’s name, so....” He shrugs. “I gave it up after she went away.” Went away.....What kind of childish excuse for DEATH is that? He stares at the fire for a few moments, biting his lip.
