[For once, Katsuki didn't argue. He gulped the drink down, noting the not entirely foreign feeling of his rib beginning to mend and the pain beginning to dissipate. At least a potion was a lot more pleasant than being kissed by Recovery Girl.
But his frantic thoughts kept wondering until the pat snapped it out of it. He stopped and stared, red eyes wide as he listened.
And then he felt his lower lip begin to tremble. His eyes misted over a bit as Tony's words sunk in. He knew he would keep getting physically stronger, but that guilt, fear and uncertainty loomed over him, driving him, when it came to other equally important traits heroes were supposed to have. He had to work his ass off so the past wouldn't repeat, but Tony- Tony didn't think he was a villain masquerading as a hero, he didn't think that he was weak, or not good enough. He thought he was a hero. He understood where he was coming from and it quieted some of that anger.
It felt good to be acknowledged.
Ducking his head down to the side, he moved a palm over his eyes for a second, and once he was calm enough he patted his mentor on the shoulder and kept his hand there, his voice somewhat hoarse as he attempted to crack a lighthearted joke.]
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But his frantic thoughts kept wondering until the pat snapped it out of it. He stopped and stared, red eyes wide as he listened.
And then he felt his lower lip begin to tremble. His eyes misted over a bit as Tony's words sunk in. He knew he would keep getting physically stronger, but that guilt, fear and uncertainty loomed over him, driving him, when it came to other equally important traits heroes were supposed to have. He had to work his ass off so the past wouldn't repeat, but Tony- Tony didn't think he was a villain masquerading as a hero, he didn't think that he was weak, or not good enough. He thought he was a hero. He understood where he was coming from and it quieted some of that anger.
It felt good to be acknowledged.
Ducking his head down to the side, he moved a palm over his eyes for a second, and once he was calm enough he patted his mentor on the shoulder and kept his hand there, his voice somewhat hoarse as he attempted to crack a lighthearted joke.]
Will the armor explode?