[Aizawa's hours in the dorm can still be a little disconnected and sporadic. There's always someone there, not that Shigaraki can tell at first. As he slowly adjusts to the space it becomes easy to tell that whenever Aizawa isn't there, someone he explicitly asked to be there is in his place. He keeps weird hours, always with the tablet around to check the cameras.]
[The scratching slows. He's showing some improvement. At one point, Eri came to him, curiosity finally overcoming her shyness. She had noticed how Shigaraki stuck to his room and stuck to himself. She said it looked lonely. She didn't say it in those exact words but she probably saw a big of herself in someone much older. She asked Aizawa, if the door was open, was it okay for her to go into Shigaraki's room.]
[Aizawa says yes and barely gets anything done the next day when he's watching the camera feed intently. He stares so long that his dry-eye acts up and he's grumbling and complaining all throughout dinner that night.]
[He's a little surprised by seeing Shigaraki the next day and it shows on his face. The tablet is up by apparently he was tabbed away in relative trust and didn't see him leave. He's got papers scattered on the table as usual and a glossy cat magazine on the couch next to him.]
... Ah. [There's a separate chair that he'd probably pick just to have the distance. Still, Aizawa grabs his magazine and tosses it to the other side so there was space on the couch if he cared.]
Yeah, sure. [It was new and surprising but Aizawa was still a person of few words. He knew better than to draw attention to something that was different and therefore give it a stigma.]
You can mute the TV if you want. Mic left something on and I haven't cared enough to change it. [It's some entertainment news show, talking about some pointless issue like how few clothes an artist was wearing in a music video or if an idol might be- gasp- dating someone.]
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[The scratching slows. He's showing some improvement. At one point, Eri came to him, curiosity finally overcoming her shyness. She had noticed how Shigaraki stuck to his room and stuck to himself. She said it looked lonely. She didn't say it in those exact words but she probably saw a big of herself in someone much older. She asked Aizawa, if the door was open, was it okay for her to go into Shigaraki's room.]
[Aizawa says yes and barely gets anything done the next day when he's watching the camera feed intently. He stares so long that his dry-eye acts up and he's grumbling and complaining all throughout dinner that night.]
[He's a little surprised by seeing Shigaraki the next day and it shows on his face. The tablet is up by apparently he was tabbed away in relative trust and didn't see him leave. He's got papers scattered on the table as usual and a glossy cat magazine on the couch next to him.]
... Ah. [There's a separate chair that he'd probably pick just to have the distance. Still, Aizawa grabs his magazine and tosses it to the other side so there was space on the couch if he cared.]
Yeah, sure. [It was new and surprising but Aizawa was still a person of few words. He knew better than to draw attention to something that was different and therefore give it a stigma.]
You can mute the TV if you want. Mic left something on and I haven't cared enough to change it. [It's some entertainment news show, talking about some pointless issue like how few clothes an artist was wearing in a music video or if an idol might be- gasp- dating someone.]