[When Izuku touches at his shoulder, Katsuki looks over at his friend with an expression that can only really be described as tired... maybe a little disappointed, too. This was probably going to be his toughest challenge yet. Adjusting to a whole new limb, like this. Waiting weeks or months before he can fight again. But... he was ready to take it on. As much as he was suffering right now-- it won't be forever.
Just as Izuku says.]
...you're gonna hate sparring with me. Gettin' punched by a giant hunk of metal ain't gonna feel very good.
[Talking about violence always cheers the blonde up, and his tired expression already shifts to a small grin.]
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Just as Izuku says.]
...you're gonna hate sparring with me. Gettin' punched by a giant hunk of metal ain't gonna feel very good.
[Talking about violence always cheers the blonde up, and his tired expression already shifts to a small grin.]