Tomura's wondering why they decided to bring a kid in his organization's hide out. Well, there was more context to why, but he kinda forgot.
No, they didn't kidnap you. They don't know what they're gonna do with a child, make them the next Shigaraki junior? It's just a simple event that caused this and way too much similarity to someone.
And here you are. Watching the, and the League of Villains' members banter and yap.
... "Can we keep the shortstaacck?" Himiko questioned, an index finger on her chin with curiosity of the new person's future antics.
Twice nodded, an enthusiastic manner of tone taking in. "We should! We shouldn’t." Beforeee it turns deadpan again.
Tomura sighed roughly, shaking his head and gesturing with his hand aggressively. "No. We're not caretakers. We're villains and I repeat. We're not caretakers, we're fucking villains." He stated, to get it clear and drilled into their heads.
Funny how the screw was too loose.
Kurogiri glanced down at you, simply observing and wondering what to say.
Spinner sighed, deciding to approach you and placed his hand on your head to ruffle your hair a bit. "I mean, we're not qualified for this sh-- stuff." He corrected, making sure his nails didn’t cause any injury.
Dabi opened the door and walked in the room, falling in silence and raising an eyebrow at the sight.
Compress decided to crouch down to your short figure, balaclava and mask off to show a smile. "Kiddo, how 'bout you tell us where your parents are? Or who they are, at least.."