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[wannasmash]

Good morning, everyone. [ said a polite but hesitant young man's voice offscreen. ] I might have a problem. Does anyone know how to sew?

[ The Omni hovered over a freshly laundered dark green jumpsuit. There were rips in the side where something with long nails or claws had scratched through. ]

I know it's bad, but this means a lot to me. I would really appreciate it if someone could help me out in time for the festival. Thank you very much.

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[undermoonlight]

It what... [Putting a pin in that. He should probably talk to Ruby later, huh?

Atsushi nods, though he senses that he should have chosen his words more carefully.]

I'm back now. Uh, I guess that I had disappeared a few months before everything changed. I don't remember anything about it, though. When I woke up on the beach, I didn't realize I'd been gone? If that makes sense..?

[wannasmash]

[ He tries and fails to hide how disturbing that is to him. ]

Uh... Does that happen often? Where did you go? Or--or was it amnesia?

[ Either way, scary! ]

[undermoonlight]

[It's a topic that Atsushi is hesitant to dig too deeply into, for similar reasons: Knowing that he could up and disappear with no trace is disturbing to him. It's hard to relax when he considers that it could happen again.]

I haven't heard of it happening to anyone else... I don't know where I went, either. I woke up on the beach like everyone else, and they told me that they hadn't seen me for months. To me, it felt like I'd just seen them the day before. It was... 'weird.'

['Weird' being a word he chooses to prevent his own internal panic.]

Private;

[wannasmash]

[ Midoriya imagines losing a large chunk of time like that and feels awful. His eyes dart down as he throws a private filter on the message, then right back up, because looking someone in the eye with way too much unrestrained compassion is the kind of dweeb he is. ]

That's different than just coming from different points on a timeline or something. I had no idea. I'm so sorry. I really shouldn't have been asking you about something so personal here.

Private;

[undermoonlight]

[Such a look makes Atsushi's shoulders sink with guilt. He hopes that the feelings driving that lookin Midoriya's eyes aren't troublesome. At the same time, he recognizes he's a kind person. It may be safe to show some extra honesty.]

It's alright. There's no way you'd know. Honestly, it's so strange that sometimes I can't believe that it really happened. It felt like dying did? Without... the dying part. [...

ah. Was that too much dying? Atsushi backtracks nervously;] Sorry. I shouldn't talk about that suddenly. I got us off topic, didn't I?

Re: Private;

[wannasmash]

[ He would say it's no trouble at all. This is how he operates on a day to day basis. Whether or not it actually gives him trouble, he'll never let on. ]

Ah, what were we talking about? Oh... Well, this is a little more important than a torn jumpsuit, isn't it?

[ He feels a little embarrassed, comparing his own problem to all that. By now, he knows death isn't permanent for Sleepers. Just really uncomfortable. He hasn't really processed it yet. A death is a death, right? And everyone dies eventually after all... In this dangerous world, he wonders when he will have to face it himself, and how it will affect him.

Or, worse, how it might not. ]