you and the league came to chisaki’s base, you stood near shigaraki. Chisaki glared at you, but then brought his focus back to shigaraki. “now, what was this meeting arranged for again..?” chisaki asks, his speech slightly muffled through his mask.

As he wipes down his seat with a disinfectant wipe, then sat down crumpling the wipe in his hand. Then throwing it in the trash can next to him.