nocturne ☀ defense training

Aizawa had once been good in combat, his skill balanced on both offense and defense. But that had been in the past. It was when he was still a human, with society's expectations heavy on his shoulders, and his students staring at him with anticipation. Everyone expected him to do well as a hero, as a role model for future generations of saviors. Now, though? People only expected so little of him. Smile to the new people, be welcoming--all that. It was a lot simpler.

Apparently, they also expected him to be strong, just as he had been. He wasn't sure if he could anymore, having changed appearances so much. He had been lucky enough to adjust to walking on his new extra legs. Now, he just needed to learn how to fight and defend again. While his mind was still battle-ready, his body was lagging behind. He had to mold his ideas into a new shape.

The lion strides up just as Cry goes on, speaking about those who were less fortunate with their skills. Of course, that wasn't what they were trying to do here, that much was clear to him. He had spent a long time teaching such things as this. But he didn't speak. He only focused on Izuku, his gaze both encouraging him and daring him to speak up for himself, to calm his obviously frazzled nerves and get on with it confidently.

"SPEECH"

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