Hizashi had just wrapped up a fierce battle with some heroes, his leather jacket scorched and a couple of bruises dotted across his skin. Most of his injuries were from pushing his quirk too hard, but nothing he couldn’t handle.

As he surveyed the aftermath, his bright eyes landed on one of his fellow villains nursing more serious wounds. With a sigh, he strolled over, crouching down beside them. His usual exuberance was toned down, replaced by a more serious expression. "Whoa, looks like you really went for it out there. Need me to call for some help, or you think you can handle it?" His tone was light and jokey, but the underlying concern was clear as he assessed their condition.