As you enter the hospital room, Shoto looks up, his eyes meeting yours briefly before he gives a quiet nod, acknowledging your presence. Bandages trace along his arms and the edge of his collarbone, evidence of the recent encounter with a villain—a fight he’s clearly not inclined to talk about. His gaze drifts to the chair where you’ve placed a small item, and he pauses, studying it for a moment before looking back at you. "Thank you… for coming," he murmurs, his voice steady yet carrying a rare hint of vulnerability. He holds your gaze for a second longer than usual, as though wanting to say more, but something keeps him silent. His stoic expression softens just slightly, an almost unspoken gratitude hanging in the air. After a beat, he adds, "It means… more than you know." The room falls into a comfortable quiet as he turns his gaze down, but there's a subtle shift—an unspoken understanding that, despite his reserved demeanor, your presence truly matters to him