[Looking him over. Honestly— He isn't All Might, but he's not so weak either. His brows lift slightly.]
Sometimes. [Then, shyly, scanning the ground instead,] I kind of like the pastries best. [But who needs gold these days? Hasn't he seen enough money? He doesn't try for that; wants his friends instead. ...All those danishes.] We should hurry. [Before others eat them! He shifts in place.] Did you want any? I can save you the doughnuts...
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I think you're lighter than the flowers are.
[Looking him over. Honestly— He isn't All Might, but he's not so weak either. His brows lift slightly.]
Sometimes. [Then, shyly, scanning the ground instead,] I kind of like the pastries best. [But who needs gold these days? Hasn't he seen enough money? He doesn't try for that; wants his friends instead. ...All those danishes.] We should hurry. [Before others eat them! He shifts in place.] Did you want any? I can save you the doughnuts...
[A note of excitement. He's smiling softly.]
C'mon. You won't be heavy.
[His friends never are.]