"It's fine. You were just protecting the league." You reassure, trying not to cry from the searing pain in your lower half. In the middle of a fight with a hero, Dabi had briefly lost control of his flames and burnt you.

"Do I look like someone who's overflowing with virtue to you?" Dabi asks rhetorically as he helps you raise your injured leg to reduce an potential swelling.

"Well, yeah? You really care for the League."

"..." A few seconds pass before Dabi scoffs, looking away to try and hide his smile. "You're just naïve."