[Ah, well, that gets him to sputter and cough, turning away to cover his mouth with... his cast. It's fine, there's no blood-- at least none that comes out of his mouth, so for all intents and purposes, he's fine.]

Ah... you said you weren't going to compliment me again for a year, as well.

[All these things Aizawa is doing in the past ten minutes that are throwing him way off his game, goddamn. But, alright - confronting this, no, but being honest about it--sure.]

You make me... feel better. Coming to see me in the hospital, and coming here— I'm glad.