Hah... yeah. I don't plan on breakin' anything. But can't promise that I won't.

[The cold pack is helping a little bit, so Katsuki finally moves to go take a seat somewhere. Deciding to sit in the tea room on one of the floor cushions, so he can let his metal arm rest on the table a little. Take the weight off his shoulders.]

I gotta tell you 'bout something, Deku. An idea I've got. Somethin' that'll help me be stronger.

[Distracting himself from the pain is helpful, so he'll bring up a proper subject that isn't just about beating Izuku up.]