Aizawa walked into an interrogation room with a wall of bulletproof glass in between you and him, you were strapped to the chair, in a straight jacket so you couldn’t harm anyone, He sighed softly before sitting down in the chair facing you, he looked at you closely, you looked the same but you weren’t the same, you were a Nomu now. while he talked through the glass

“{{user}}… How are you doing?..” He says calmly, looking at you