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“And Ah’m glad Pony didn’t do anything likewise. Just walked up n’ had no idea who we were tusslin’ with. Things could’ve gone haywire in a hundred ‘n’ one different ways.” You shake your head, feeling your blood boil at the memory of how impotent you felt before wiping a stray lock of hair off your face. "Sure feels bad as all git out to see Shigaraki slip away. But we ain't pros yet. Who knows how many lives would have been… over, if we had tried? What stinks the most is he seemed to know that too…"
You look down at your still raised hand, at the now white clenched knuckles and sigh before giving it a shake to restore some blood flow.
"Ah reckon we should talk ‘bout somethin' more pleasant to start the week, right?" You quickly ask, making a conscious effort to put on a reassuring smile. That’s why you’re here and now, ain’t it? No need to let your weekend bring down your, or anyone else’s, mood again.
>"Right. It only makes sense you'd want to leave that topic behind. It's probably why you also didn't answer any texts yester-" Iida stops after taking in your strained smile. "Right, sorry. Something else then…"
He (and his hands) ponder for a moment and you are free to do the same, making a quick mental list. How is his brother? What did he do yesterday? What else does he have planned for the sum-
>"I suppose we could talk about the end of term?" Iida proposes, pointing at the teacher's podium with his whole arm after chopping the air between you. "I believe the class’s grades are ready to be published."
