continued from @huntershowl !!
Midoriya’s body moves in fluid, leisurely lines, a stark contrast to tension in the way Hellhound carries themself around him. A ghost of pain in his arm or a deliberate decision, it’s hard to tell when the hero approaches, full and hands in full view as if closing in on an animal rabid with fear.
It’s always the ones backed into the corner that bite the hardest.
“Why?” When Izuku asks, he chooses the simplest question. It holds so many more inside of it, why not humanize you, why do you kill, why, why, why… It depends only on Hellhound how they decide to take it.
Another offered gesture of peace comes with the man removing his own earpiece and then shutting it off, a small click and a diode blinking off once he does so. And then—even more surprisingly, he’s standing right by the one who almost killed him—he sits beside them, legs dangling over the edge of the building and elbows propped on his knees.













