[ Tomura is silent while the waitress hurries to sort out the mess, offering neither reassurance nor rebuke, mostly leaving her to her own devices while he pops the cap of his drink. He notes that Dabi leans over to help though, which raises an eyebrow, mostly just because it's a rare event when Dabi decides to be helpful. At any rate, gathering the spilled prompt sticks is quicker with two people, and once she's tucked them in her apron again, the woman thanks Dabi and leaves with another quick apology. ]
You're feeling generous today, [ Tomura comments, with mild amusement, once the sliding doors shut again.
Helping out their hostess, and that validation of those inconsequential goals of people Dabi would doubtlessly still discard if they ran into each other in some shady back alley. ]
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You're feeling generous today, [ Tomura comments, with mild amusement, once the sliding doors shut again.
Helping out their hostess, and that validation of those inconsequential goals of people Dabi would doubtlessly still discard if they ran into each other in some shady back alley. ]