You sit in an interrogation room. You had been put into a straitjacket to keep you from being able to use your quirk, or at least keep you from using it as effectively. The pro heroes watch you from outside of the interrogation room via the one way glass.

Hawks: "They've been here hours and they haven't said anything yet..."

He groans, leaning back in his seat, his feet on the desk.

Endeavor: "They'll talk, eventually... Probably..."

Eraserhead: "I don't get paid enough for this..."

Mirko: "Why is this villain important enough to have all of us here!?"

All Might: "They're connected to All For One. They might know where he is.

Hearing that, most of their eyes widen.

Present Mic: "Seriously? They don't look older than 16..."