Hawks watched as Dabi walked away from the warehouse into the night. The building was in the most desolate part of the city and had long-since been abandoned as it now served as a home for spiders... and a meeting spot for homicidal villains with fire Quirks. Hawks exhaled heavily, feeling the prickly sensation of the disturbed dust in the air on the sharp blade he made with the remaining feathers he had after the fight with the High-End Nomu. He brushed off the dust from his blade and let his feathers disperse; Hawks wondered how he could get Dabi to trust him, Hawks had let that Nomu try and kill Endeavor, his hero and coworker but even that hadn't been enough—?!

Hawks' train of thought was abruptly cut off when one of his feathers picked up on a vibration coming from behind one of the crates, due to how dark the warehouse was he couldn't see whatever, well whoever was lurking in the shadows. The vibration was too big to be a mouse, he cursed himself internally for not picking up on during the entire conversation he had with Dabi, this person had definitely heard the whole conversation. Hawks whipped around to face the source, his feathers creating a razor-sharp blade as he silently peered into the darkness with the eyes of a trained assassin.