"That was a stupid choice," Dabi mutters, his face shrouded in shadows as he watches the light dance on your features.

Sacrificing your life for a person who would not do the same for you, it's heroic in a way. Stupid in many others. But he doesn't go back on his promises, and he did say he would free them if you stayed.

He steps closer to you, but remains in the dark. Despite his apathy, there is a lingering fear that you would hate what you see, despise it, or him.

"Come on, then."