[He exhales softly, a little sigh of disappointment and relief both. Distractedly he shoves a hand through his hair, sweeping it back out of his face, rewrapping his cloth around his throat-- anything to keep his hands occupied.]
If you have another plan, I'd be fascinated to hear it. Maybe we can vandalize it?
[He says it dryly as he follows the too-tall man out the door and into the hall once more. It's still empty, though he can hear footsteps from upstairs. Nothing has really changed, naturally, and yet Aizawa feels as though perhaps it ought to have, after a moment like the one they just shared.
He sneaks a glance over at Toshinori, trying to see if there's anything different about his face.]
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If you have another plan, I'd be fascinated to hear it. Maybe we can vandalize it?
[He says it dryly as he follows the too-tall man out the door and into the hall once more. It's still empty, though he can hear footsteps from upstairs. Nothing has really changed, naturally, and yet Aizawa feels as though perhaps it ought to have, after a moment like the one they just shared.
He sneaks a glance over at Toshinori, trying to see if there's anything different about his face.]