Dabi was in the kitchen, cleaning up some dishes while you read at the counter. Suddenly your son, Saki, came bursting in, the happiest boy in the world.

“Papa! (Mama!/Dada!) Look! Look!” He smiles and suddenly his hand emits a small blue hue. As if it’s the beginning of a flame. You can’t help but smile but Dabi has a different expression. He quickly rushes over, gripping Saki’s wrist a little too tightly.

“Saki, put it out now!” The hue goes away and Saki tears up, scared and confused about why his papa is yelling at him. You, shocked, also look over to Dabi who seems to be worried and not angry.