[ himiko's reaction might come as a surprise to shouta. not because it happens as quickly as it does - no, he's had more than enough first-hand experience with himiko's special blend of speed and wits. and not because the tense stance she drops into is more trained than usual - after all, the league of villains has been shaping up, bit by bit, right?

no, the weird part is in the way she follows his gaze. the really weird part is in the way she turns on one foot, expecting some major threat to have reared up behind her - and finds nothing awaiting her.

and the strangest part of all is in the way she leaves her back 100% open to aizawa, the whole while. ]

Huh? [ and then, after a beat, she turns her head and points to herself. ] Wait, me?

[ well. that seems kind of rude, don't you think? still, it's not really the first time aizawa's talked to the class like that, so she doesn't think too hard about it. ]

I woke up here? Hey, are you feeling alright, sensei? [ a pause - and then, blushing slightly, with an audible blend of equal parts concern and hope: ] ...you're not dealing with blood loss or anything, riiight?

[ listen. she saw him at the usj incident. a girl's allowed to daydream, alright? ]