[Ah, the terrible scarf that bruised his poor ribs in the first place. How the turn tables...
Fine, though; the ice pack comes out from under his shirt, gets wrapped in Aizawa's scarf thing, then goes back under his shirt. Ah.]
It's an ice pack. [It's going to get it wet... All Might shifts to lean back against the counter, arranging himself to suffer the least rib pain, glancing sideways at Aizawa.]
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Fine, though; the ice pack comes out from under his shirt, gets wrapped in Aizawa's scarf thing, then goes back under his shirt. Ah.]
It's an ice pack. [It's going to get it wet... All Might shifts to lean back against the counter, arranging himself to suffer the least rib pain, glancing sideways at Aizawa.]
Well-- thank you again.