[Even if he has the idea, he knows he won't actually contact anyone. It wouldn't benefit him--or Dabi-- to do that. He'll just have to make due with having no one but his son for company for the foreseeable future. And part of him, the less sensible side, thinks that maybe that's a blessing in disguise.
Dabi is like an old mistreated house-cat that has decided that all human touch is bad. Yet Enji can't even blame anyone but himself because he was clearly the human who hurt him. He lowers his hand to his side so he won't be tempted to try again, but he's also not unused to that sort of response. He'd never even try this kind of thing with Shouto or Natsuo without bracing himself for some form of retaliation. Naturally, he just avoids all physical contact for their own comfort. Yet...]
How long am I banned from touching you? [It's meant as a joke, but he doesn't laugh, and he finds himself actually waiting for a response rather than treating the question as a rhetorical one. At least until Dabi starts talking his shit again and Enji, purely out of exhaustion of this criminal's take on his parenting skills, sighs. At least the computer equipment isn't damaged. Why that's a relief to him, he has no idea. Especially when the reality that they may just end up killing each other after all doesn't seem too far-fetched. They both were awful enough to deserve it for sure, just in different ways. Or, maybe not so different.]
You act like you're so different now than when you threw your tantrums as a child, but you're not. You still pout when you don't get your way, and you're still intimidated by me.
[He's bluffing. Intimidation had little to do with it. Touya had never been one to back down from training no matter how intense it might have gotten. That was Shouto. Still, the difference is that Shouto, over the years, has learned to ignore his father to avoid how obstinate he can get about things. Does Dabi have the same ability, or will the two of them end up kindling each other's flames until everything around them has been turned to ash?]
What are you afraid might happen if you let me touch you? [Enji is playing his own angle, pretending to be fascinated by everything else in the immediate area and not giving Dabi any direct attention. If he can get Dabi to at least accept that part of himself that used to want to please or impress his father at all costs, then there was at least something to accomplish in this wild disappearing act they staged.]
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Date: 11/28/21 01:44 (UTC)Dabi is like an old mistreated house-cat that has decided that all human touch is bad. Yet Enji can't even blame anyone but himself because he was clearly the human who hurt him. He lowers his hand to his side so he won't be tempted to try again, but he's also not unused to that sort of response. He'd never even try this kind of thing with Shouto or Natsuo without bracing himself for some form of retaliation. Naturally, he just avoids all physical contact for their own comfort. Yet...]
How long am I banned from touching you? [It's meant as a joke, but he doesn't laugh, and he finds himself actually waiting for a response rather than treating the question as a rhetorical one. At least until Dabi starts talking his shit again and Enji, purely out of exhaustion of this criminal's take on his parenting skills, sighs. At least the computer equipment isn't damaged. Why that's a relief to him, he has no idea. Especially when the reality that they may just end up killing each other after all doesn't seem too far-fetched. They both were awful enough to deserve it for sure, just in different ways. Or, maybe not so different.]
You act like you're so different now than when you threw your tantrums as a child, but you're not. You still pout when you don't get your way, and you're still intimidated by me.
[He's bluffing. Intimidation had little to do with it. Touya had never been one to back down from training no matter how intense it might have gotten. That was Shouto. Still, the difference is that Shouto, over the years, has learned to ignore his father to avoid how obstinate he can get about things. Does Dabi have the same ability, or will the two of them end up kindling each other's flames until everything around them has been turned to ash?]
What are you afraid might happen if you let me touch you? [Enji is playing his own angle, pretending to be fascinated by everything else in the immediate area and not giving Dabi any direct attention. If he can get Dabi to at least accept that part of himself that used to want to please or impress his father at all costs, then there was at least something to accomplish in this wild disappearing act they staged.]