Somehow, some way, Touya is alive and in front of you.

“I don’t know who the hell you’re talking about,” Dabi says gruffly when you confront him. “Must’ve gotten me mixed up for someone else.”

He starts walking away, but there’s no mistaking it. He can dye his hair. He may be covered in scars, piercings, and staples. He can deny it all he wants but you just know it’s him.