[ He arrives soon after that message. In front of her room the smell is definitely the strongest, a pungent odor that isn't really stomach-churning, just a bitterly herbal aroma of the sort that hangs in the air in any traditional medicine store. It's nothing that elicits even a pang of dread or regret as he knocks on her door, which she'll open to find him just as dressed down as in their first meeting. The man seemingly owns nothing but simple black shirts and athletic pants of slight variation.
Having been to the eighth floor already, he'll scan the room's set-up with slight interest. The most curious part of this is the difference in interior design; granted, Twice had a great deal more mess going on in general, but his decoration and furniture were nowhere near as elaborate. Is each room on the upper floors tailored to the inhabitant's taste? Well—maybe, maybe not. He can't imagine what Dabi wants out of his straight-up decadent Tens room.
Brief study concluded, he returns his gaze to Tohsaka and whatever she's concocted. He remains standing, or at most wanders over to whatever ingredients she's left out in the open, hands in his pockets, relaxed and casual. ]
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Having been to the eighth floor already, he'll scan the room's set-up with slight interest. The most curious part of this is the difference in interior design; granted, Twice had a great deal more mess going on in general, but his decoration and furniture were nowhere near as elaborate. Is each room on the upper floors tailored to the inhabitant's taste? Well—maybe, maybe not. He can't imagine what Dabi wants out of his straight-up decadent Tens room.
Brief study concluded, he returns his gaze to Tohsaka and whatever she's concocted. He remains standing, or at most wanders over to whatever ingredients she's left out in the open, hands in his pockets, relaxed and casual. ]
So, how's this gonna be done?