05-07-2018, 12:55 PM
A sweater--or any article of clothing, really--was what Aizawa needed. Lions weren't accustomed to the cold, and so, he was always freezing his ass off every time he went outside the cave. While he knew he needed one, he wasn't too interested in getting one. Sweaters were itchy and uncomfortable, and he could always make one if he needed it--except he didn't know how to knit properly anymore without fingers. What a pain.
He pads up to stand beside Izuku, his eyes surveying the array of knitted shirts. Of course, he didn't expect there to be any in his size, given how big he was. But it was an odd thought overall. He thought he had left behind the idea of clothing when he became an animal. Guess not. Either way, he takes a seat, simply watching despite his obvious need for one.
"SPEECH"
He pads up to stand beside Izuku, his eyes surveying the array of knitted shirts. Of course, he didn't expect there to be any in his size, given how big he was. But it was an odd thought overall. He thought he had left behind the idea of clothing when he became an animal. Guess not. Either way, he takes a seat, simply watching despite his obvious need for one.
"SPEECH"