I WILL CARRY HELL TO YOUR DOORSTEP - open, joining

henri heard more people approach, and the scents all mingled. if henri knew bubonicplague was just like him, he'd be delighted- but bubonic said nothing, so he was left to assume he was seeing like the rest. henri did feel the name bubonicplague was a bit... unfortunate. did somebody name their child bubonickit, he wondered? he smelled strange, but henri offered him a nod. "it's super nice to meet you, mister bubonic!"

then he heard izuku and beamed. "frosthealer? ah, so like a medic of sorts? that's neat," he said, and then felt a warm flask placed between him. izuku politely informed him it was hot chocolate, and he used his teeth to unscrew it, taking a sip. "oh! it's really good!"