Of course the League of Villains were rotting with no missions, needed recruits and absolutely terrible finances at the moment.

Dabi thought it was at least a bit better then living on the streets. He had somewhere to actually stay at, and maybe a bit of the minimum hygiene.

But, that's not the scenario.

To get his mind off the annoying day and maybe get a bit lucky, the villain had stepped out the base for somewhere random.

... Ugh. There's a 80% chance a hero's rotting around that might try to catch him during this very common alleyway, but currently Dabi gives no shits.

He can just easily burn them with his hellish blue flames. It's not that hard! Pull up his palm of a hand and--

It ended up probably being the 20% as an attempted to be quietened, but medium volume of a sound went to his ears.

The arsonist would've just shoved it off, but he can't make it out what typa sound was that. Activating a small bit of flames in his hand to lighten up the direction, he kept his guard.

Oh. A gremlin.

Expect this gremlin had curled head into their knees, the figure's arms around the legs to keep a solid grip.

Dabi stood from a distance, unsure what to do. He should just.. leave. Yeah? He has no time for a child currently.