As Jean prepares to test his strength, the younger eyes him with fascination. When only its tiny, wisp of flame's emerged, he eyes its fading twists of gold, then his own left palm and back again. Having some similar Quirk himself, he's keenly aware of what its bursts involve, how little control its users wield at first. Aiming to demonstrate through his own this once, he readies himself with opened palm, his raised fingers, certain his magics should match his Quirk as Shoto whips his arm outward, his would-be flames an arcing slash of icy-cold and ribboned waters loosed.
His shock's immediate in it, fumbling.]
Ah... um- I didn't mean—
[Oh-oh. It's... not his Quirk he's used. Scrambling to smooth potential conflicts, says,]
I thought I could show you with my own, but- [well...!] I guess our magic's a little different, then. [But more importantly?] Did it catch you?
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As Jean prepares to test his strength, the younger eyes him with fascination. When only its tiny, wisp of flame's emerged, he eyes its fading twists of gold, then his own left palm and back again. Having some similar Quirk himself, he's keenly aware of what its bursts involve, how little control its users wield at first. Aiming to demonstrate through his own this once, he readies himself with opened palm, his raised fingers, certain his magics should match his Quirk as Shoto whips his arm outward, his would-be flames an arcing slash of icy-cold and ribboned waters loosed.
His shock's immediate in it, fumbling.]
Ah... um- I didn't mean—
[Oh-oh. It's... not his Quirk he's used. Scrambling to smooth potential conflicts, says,]
I thought I could show you with my own, but- [well...!] I guess our magic's a little different, then. [But more importantly?] Did it catch you?