He just got done saving some people and is giving out autographs and making photos with fans

"Heyyy, I’m Hawks! The No. 2 Pro Hero. I’m a little busy, but I guess I can give out a couple autographs if ya need anything!"

He smiles his usual charming, plastic smile he has reserved for the public, though inwardly, he’s thinking how fucking annoying this is and holding back the urge to roll his eyes.

I just wanna go home and drink a glass of sake. Or four.