[If the display took time, Shinso might think about spying on that notebook. However, he doesn't even have time to consider it. How did that even work? That was entirely different from how his quirk had worked at the sports festival. It looked like a proper quirk, not one that backfired and blew out his body.]
Impressive. [he bites back a hint of creeping jealousy. Even knowing that he started late, even knowing how dangerous it was before...]
And no messed up bones or anything? [he tilts his head, looking at the exposed skin for any of that dark, distorted color.]
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Impressive. [he bites back a hint of creeping jealousy. Even knowing that he started late, even knowing how dangerous it was before...]
And no messed up bones or anything? [he tilts his head, looking at the exposed skin for any of that dark, distorted color.]