Fuyumi rarely showed any sort of negative emotion, even as a child. On the contrary, that she's trying to negotiate her father and Natsuo into getting along.

So, when she walked into the interrogation room, in which her brother was being held. His hands clasped within a steel box, preventing him from using his quirk; She clipped her expression. The last thing she wanted was for him not to take her seriously. Especially after everything that's happened.

Fuyumi sat down across from him, no trace of a positive emotion on her face.

"Hm. You're different than I remember." Dabi tilted his head, noting that he didn't remember her looking like this.