[ Something about the sincerity in Bakugou's frustration manages to cut through Lio's thrashing mind. He falters, shivering, the flames dying down more, just enough that Bakugou could at least get close again, if he was careful. ]
That... that won't work! My flame... it's gonna burn out.
[ In this place, in this world, so far away from the people who still needed him. From the Mad Burnish, from Galo... ]
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That... that won't work! My flame... it's gonna burn out.
[ In this place, in this world, so far away from the people who still needed him. From the Mad Burnish, from Galo... ]