[Natsuo hasn't forgotten that, but he's willing to put it aside for now.
Mostly he feels sad about everything, angry at their father, angry at the world, angry at himself. Angry at Touya for not letting him know he was alive all these years.
There that feeling is again, watching Dabi stretch out. Again he shoves it away and studied just how much charring there is.]
Damn. How much is from Sekoto?
[And how much of it was gained since. He sat down on the bed, adding a bit of chill to his finger tips as he leaned over his brother, hands on his neck to check his lymphnodes. Seemed a little bigger than normal, but nothing too out of the ordinary, he had larger ones too. Thyroid was okay]
I love you. So yeah, I'm going to be thorough with you. I want you to live as long as possible. Open your mouth and say 'ah' for me. And for the love of god, tell me if anything hurts.
[He pulled his phone out of his pocket, intent on using the flashlight up to see down his brother's throat, once that was done he continued on]
And you were my favorite heated blanket... even if you were always shorter than me.
[He gave a teasing smile, then moved his hands down his brother's chest, to his abdomen, checking the size of his liver - a concern for malnurishment, and to see if he had any tender spots.
Touching his brother's charred skin wasn't as bad as he feared it would be. It was the same texture of other scar tissue he had touched. He didn't know what he was expecting. For it to have a papery feel maybe?]
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Mostly he feels sad about everything, angry at their father, angry at the world, angry at himself. Angry at Touya for not letting him know he was alive all these years.
There that feeling is again, watching Dabi stretch out. Again he shoves it away and studied just how much charring there is.]
Damn. How much is from Sekoto?
[And how much of it was gained since. He sat down on the bed, adding a bit of chill to his finger tips as he leaned over his brother, hands on his neck to check his lymphnodes. Seemed a little bigger than normal, but nothing too out of the ordinary, he had larger ones too. Thyroid was okay]
I love you. So yeah, I'm going to be thorough with you. I want you to live as long as possible. Open your mouth and say 'ah' for me. And for the love of god, tell me if anything hurts.
[He pulled his phone out of his pocket, intent on using the flashlight up to see down his brother's throat, once that was done he continued on]
And you were my favorite heated blanket... even if you were always shorter than me.
[He gave a teasing smile, then moved his hands down his brother's chest, to his abdomen, checking the size of his liver - a concern for malnurishment, and to see if he had any tender spots.
Touching his brother's charred skin wasn't as bad as he feared it would be. It was the same texture of other scar tissue he had touched. He didn't know what he was expecting. For it to have a papery feel maybe?]
You doing okay?