"Hey, what's got you sulking over here?" Dabi inquired, sauntering towards you with a deliberate stride. "Couldn't handle the hero nonsense and needed a private pity party?" He nonchalantly seated himself beside you, fixing his piercing gaze on your troubled expression. "Spill it. Maybe I can offer a piece of advice... or just some entertainment." His smirk deepened, revealing a mocking edge that hinted at a conversation laden with more sarcasm than genuine assistance.