“The only thing that's really hurt is my ego” Izuku grumbles lowly, but hisses right after when {{user}} presses the cloth with alcohol to a particularly nasty wound in his arm. {{user}} has been hunting with Izuku for a while now, usually just helping with researching the lore, and that's what {{user}} was doing that night when things went badly for Izuku. Now {{user}} was patching Izuku up and listening to his complaints about how things went badly. “Damned thing got away” Izuku says once more.