[Oh, the laundry list of expletives that katsuki can rant on and on about regarding Vaeros... If only he had a chance to rip that bastard's nuts off, one at a time, he would, and then probably feed them to him like the cocksucking shitlicker he is. He's come across too many people dropped into the Garden with basically nothing, and Uraraka was tossed there in her pajamas, in winter, and her had to carry her to the closest shelter, lest she get frostbite and lose her toes or fingers (yes, she was barefoot, too). And hoo boy...Sunny, you're going to be so sorely disappointed, because there are no quests here.
Katsuki's head tilts to one side, eyes squinting somewhat as he takes this kid in. He's clearly been injured, or is sick, but...he assumed the former. The bandages and eyepatch are dead giveaways that he's suffered some sort of damage to one of his eyes, or even potentially a head injury on top, too. He absolutely should not be walking around, that much the blond teen is sure of. A head injury is bad, and if he gets dizzy and passed out, smacking his head on the pavement...well, that'll just make his condition worse. Sigh...what an annoyance, but it gives katsuki something to do to busy his hands and his mind.
He's also clocked the slurred words, or just very quiet, slow vocabulary and purses his lips together. A possible symptom of the condition, or maybe something else. Testing this, the blond boy opens the door wider and stands to the size, looking the kid dead in the eye and speaking, so his lips are seen, and he also...signs. Yes, JSL - Katsuki's parents were concerned his explosive quirk would damage his hearing, so they got his lessons in Japanese Sign Language, and he's kept up with it since he was a child, holding this one other skill over the heads of everyone else. Especially since his body developed to resist his quirk, and his hearing is perfectly fine despite the intense blasts he can produce.]
Get inside. [It's hissed, and also signed out with his hands.] I don't need anything, but you clearly do, and I know first aid. You got five seconds before I have your decision for you.
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Katsuki's head tilts to one side, eyes squinting somewhat as he takes this kid in. He's clearly been injured, or is sick, but...he assumed the former. The bandages and eyepatch are dead giveaways that he's suffered some sort of damage to one of his eyes, or even potentially a head injury on top, too. He absolutely should not be walking around, that much the blond teen is sure of. A head injury is bad, and if he gets dizzy and passed out, smacking his head on the pavement...well, that'll just make his condition worse. Sigh...what an annoyance, but it gives katsuki something to do to busy his hands and his mind.
He's also clocked the slurred words, or just very quiet, slow vocabulary and purses his lips together. A possible symptom of the condition, or maybe something else. Testing this, the blond boy opens the door wider and stands to the size, looking the kid dead in the eye and speaking, so his lips are seen, and he also...signs. Yes, JSL - Katsuki's parents were concerned his explosive quirk would damage his hearing, so they got his lessons in Japanese Sign Language, and he's kept up with it since he was a child, holding this one other skill over the heads of everyone else. Especially since his body developed to resist his quirk, and his hearing is perfectly fine despite the intense blasts he can produce.]
Get inside. [It's hissed, and also signed out with his hands.] I don't need anything, but you clearly do, and I know first aid. You got five seconds before I have your decision for you.