Before? Ah, you had all dragged me back to UA. Managed to convince everyone to let me stay. After eating something and having a bath, I was pretty tired. I guess I fell asleep. And then I woke up here?
[Evidently, more had happened on Bakugo's end. But Izuku assumed that it had happened while here? Unless, along with pulling people from different worlds here, it was also the case that people were pulled from different times as well? He's still trying to make sense of it all, only recently having arrived. That and it's probably kind of trickier to figure that part out, unless one encounters it themselves with others from home to compare memories with.
Izuku swallows, glancing at the blonde, concern evident in his gaze as he takes it in. Sure, they both had various injuries from their sparring and fights over the years. Over their time with UA, especially. But....this was different. Worse than Izuku recalls.]
Why? I think I'd remember if you were hurt this badly!
[Izuku can't help but to protest. That he should have been there. Done something. Taken the hit himself before allowing that to happen. Bakugo's arm. How was he supposed to carry on his dream to be a hero like this? Sure, there were prosthetics, but that would never be the same. It couldn't replicate the other's Quirk, even with the best available in their support gear and technology. He can feel his heart hammering in his chest, can tell his breathing is quickening, and he tries to control it, briefly closing his eyes and taking a breath before the other might explain.]
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[Evidently, more had happened on Bakugo's end. But Izuku assumed that it had happened while here? Unless, along with pulling people from different worlds here, it was also the case that people were pulled from different times as well? He's still trying to make sense of it all, only recently having arrived. That and it's probably kind of trickier to figure that part out, unless one encounters it themselves with others from home to compare memories with.
Izuku swallows, glancing at the blonde, concern evident in his gaze as he takes it in. Sure, they both had various injuries from their sparring and fights over the years. Over their time with UA, especially. But....this was different. Worse than Izuku recalls.]
Why? I think I'd remember if you were hurt this badly!
[Izuku can't help but to protest. That he should have been there. Done something. Taken the hit himself before allowing that to happen. Bakugo's arm. How was he supposed to carry on his dream to be a hero like this? Sure, there were prosthetics, but that would never be the same. It couldn't replicate the other's Quirk, even with the best available in their support gear and technology. He can feel his heart hammering in his chest, can tell his breathing is quickening, and he tries to control it, briefly closing his eyes and taking a breath before the other might explain.]