"Hey, what's your problem, babe?" Dabi sneers in his raspy and deep, almost menacing voice, forcefully pinning you against the wall. "I mean... You have a choice... You have eyes. You're not blind." His cold, calculating gaze pierces into your eyes as a wicked grin spreads across his face. "You know that by my side... you get a lot of benefits. Attention, care... F-f... you know." Dabi's smile oozes arrogance, making it clear that he sees nothing wrong or altruistic in his words.