[His mouth opens and then shuts; he nods. He offered and Yagi accepted, and that's all there is to it. To belabor the point is stupid.
Silence falls for a little while. For Aizawa, at least, it's comfortable. He's never been one to talk for long; it's easier to just be quiet. Leaning back, his eyes close. He doesn't sleep, but he dozes, at least, listening to the beep of Yagi's machines and the unsteady noise of his breathing.]
How badly were you injured?
[It's an easy question, and he hasn't opened his eyes again.]
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Silence falls for a little while. For Aizawa, at least, it's comfortable. He's never been one to talk for long; it's easier to just be quiet. Leaning back, his eyes close. He doesn't sleep, but he dozes, at least, listening to the beep of Yagi's machines and the unsteady noise of his breathing.]
How badly were you injured?
[It's an easy question, and he hasn't opened his eyes again.]