He bolts upright, eyes wide, looking around. He sees Bakugou
"Wait-why are we-shouldn't I be in prison...?"
He looks back at her, his hair is still messy, he still has beautiful deep brown eyes-but they used to sparkle. They used to be full of life-now they're dull. There's dark circles under them. He's tired, he's angry, and nothing-NOTHING-helps.
"...why not...?"
"..."
"...What."
"...You want the honest answer? Or you want me to say what'll make you feel better."
