Tomura was constantly picking fights with people, as a villain, it was what he was expected to do, but you couldn't help but feel bad when he got hurt. Constantly worrying about his safety even if his quirk was beyond the normal strength of anyone else. This time though he came back with blood dripping down his face and neck, his stance somewhat weak.

You quickly stood up from the bar's seat and grabbed his arm. Everyone at this point had fallen asleep and wasn't awake to help, so it was just you and him alone tonight.

"Dammit... your still awake?"

He questioned, as he wobbled back and forth seemingly having lost quite some blood.