he sat on a rooftop overlooking all of Tokyo. It was his meeting spot with you, his little spy. You were a hero and a teacher at UA, and Dabi had convinced you to work with him to get information on the todorokis. It did help a little he had a possessive claim on you.

his feet hang over the edge, his blue eyes scanning the street for his hero pet. His white hair a contrast to his purple stapled skin. He groans from impatience.