<div style="text-align: justify">"Your last words only show how little you know about heroes", she snapped at him, brows furrowed even more now. "Even if it cost my life, I wouldn't be wishing I had acted in any other way. Why would I? That wouldn't be me. Just fear, telling me to stay away." Togame looked at him now, yellow eyes drilling into him as she spoke. "Am I ecstatic about having to leave my life behind? No. Far from it. But if that's what needs to be done to keep people safe, that's what I'm going to do." She pulled the covers away and turned a little on the bed, letting her legs fall off of the mattress. She was barefoot, and somehow the feeling of cold tiles underneath her soles felt divine. Refreshing. Slowly, Togame began to get up, realizing quickly her head did not fight her this time.<br/>
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The way he spoke of the other side of her quirk threw her off. She had heard him be snarky and too witty for his own good, but now it seemed he was everything but that. Togame gave him a suspicious look, but she had little <i>fire </i>in her right now to double check if the villain was mocking her or not. "I wonder", she said instead, looking around. Noticing a bag on a nearby shelf, she walked to it and opened the zipper up. "You didn't run. I imagine Endeavor was more than ready to subdue you again, but <i>you didn't run." </i>Togame looked back at Rasputin - or Makino Kioshi, how he presented himself - and raised an eyebrow. "And you're not friends with some villains, at least, either. Smoke Bomb could possibly match Endeavor's distaste for you.. Possibly."<br/>
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She looked into the bag and noticed a small piece of paper, folded, with initials N.K. written on it in really bad handwriting. Togame smiled gently and opened the note. <i>Be safe. Proud of you. We'll see each other soon. </i>Her heart ached for a split second as she read her father's handwriting. He <i>knew </i>she would agree. Had they told him everything, or were they smart enough to not fill him in? Togame bit the inside of her cheek and took a deep breath, pulling out simple jeans, and a white dress shirt. At the bottom of the bag, there were some dark glasses, too. She giggled before she could help it, and as she turned to Rasputin, the white-haired hero almost dared him to laugh at her antics.<br/>
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"Check ups or not, we need to get out of here, and soon. I don't know what other enemies apart from Smoke Bomb you managed to make over the years, but if any of them are as vicious as her, I don't want to be in a public place with you, especially one filled with immobile innocents who can't run for safety. Turn around", she finished. "I need to change. And while you do stare at the wall - tell me about possible threats. Any more furious ex-lovers to worry about?" She joked, but her expression remained serious.<br/>​</div>