[ It's the first time someone has tried to comfort him outside his circle of friends from home. Right now, it's too much for him to appreciate the effort. Later, when he's more in accord with himself, he'll thank him, but for now, he's a little numb to the world and cold to the touch.
The movement brings his thoughts back to the present and his eyes shift to the man and his omen, white and pink, with scales running down their back. He's never seen a creature like that and yet it seems to suit him. He stares at the omen outright, the influence of the sacred tree soothing the grief to tolerable levels allowing him to function, despite the grief harboring inside. ]
I'm not cold.
[ He can withstand temperatures far greater than what the sea can throw at him, but he'll take the blanket anyway. ]
But I think... Allen will be when he gets back.
[ And he's sure he'll be back. Why else would Tim be out here waiting? He doesn't want to leave the little omen alone or have his Sleeper wash up with no one to help him through the process. He's heard there's a price to pay when you die. It's a little different every time so he's prepared for it. There's a camping backpack tucked beside the tree. Viktor would have seen it on his approach, he'll add the blanket to the supplies he's already gathered. ]
[that's a good enough reason to turn and pulled the blanket out, the thickest one he could find in the bunker. he hopes pal doesn't mind- he doubts it, he's already vented to the man about allen's death and palamedes is nothing if not willing to help people who need it. it means when he makes sure it's folded properly and hands it over to todoroki he isn't the least bit concerned about it being missed.
he's never seen a sleeper come back before, wonders if it's like when they wash up on shore. that skates too close to thinking about allen dead and he boxes it away swiftly.]
Then keep it for that. If he needs anything you can let me know and I'll find it. [since he assumes todoroki isn't going to be keen on leaving his side.
he goes quiet for a moment after that, grimacing when his lungs give a tell-tale twinge. wonderful, just what he needed right now. he grabs a rag from his pocket and begins hacking into it, wet and unpleasant sounds he can't swallow back down to try and spare the teen from having to sit through it.]
[ Taking the blanket is a mechanical move on his part. If Viktor manages to get too close to him, he might notice a coldness emanating from him. It's not just the tranquility of the cheery blossom keeping his emotions at bay but the sweeping curl of winter smothering up the hurt. With his quirk activated like this, it doesn't hurt as much, and it's easier to sleep, even if he's covered by a layer of frost come morning. It's better than the alternative.
He sets it beside him, tucked neatly on one of the larger roots, so the black sands don't get it on. ]
I'll let him know you brought it.
[ He says as if there's no other possibility. Allen will return, and he'll need a blanket. He'll also need his friends and likely a doctor, and Shouto isn't a trained doctor just a Hero with a bit more medical training than most. ]
When he comes back, can you check on him? I don't know what kind of death price he'll have but he likely needs to see a doctor.
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The movement brings his thoughts back to the present and his eyes shift to the man and his omen, white and pink, with scales running down their back. He's never seen a creature like that and yet it seems to suit him. He stares at the omen outright, the influence of the sacred tree soothing the grief to tolerable levels allowing him to function, despite the grief harboring inside. ]
I'm not cold.
[ He can withstand temperatures far greater than what the sea can throw at him, but he'll take the blanket anyway. ]
But I think... Allen will be when he gets back.
[ And he's sure he'll be back. Why else would Tim be out here waiting? He doesn't want to leave the little omen alone or have his Sleeper wash up with no one to help him through the process. He's heard there's a price to pay when you die. It's a little different every time so he's prepared for it. There's a camping backpack tucked beside the tree. Viktor would have seen it on his approach, he'll add the blanket to the supplies he's already gathered. ]
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he's never seen a sleeper come back before, wonders if it's like when they wash up on shore. that skates too close to thinking about allen dead and he boxes it away swiftly.]
Then keep it for that. If he needs anything you can let me know and I'll find it. [since he assumes todoroki isn't going to be keen on leaving his side.
he goes quiet for a moment after that, grimacing when his lungs give a tell-tale twinge. wonderful, just what he needed right now. he grabs a rag from his pocket and begins hacking into it, wet and unpleasant sounds he can't swallow back down to try and spare the teen from having to sit through it.]
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He sets it beside him, tucked neatly on one of the larger roots, so the black sands don't get it on. ]
I'll let him know you brought it.
[ He says as if there's no other possibility. Allen will return, and he'll need a blanket. He'll also need his friends and likely a doctor, and Shouto isn't a trained doctor just a Hero with a bit more medical training than most. ]
When he comes back, can you check on him? I don't know what kind of death price he'll have but he likely needs to see a doctor.