[Weird, says the guy giving grenades made of blood.
Katsuki doesn't interrupt his friend while he works on the orb, watching the way he manipulates the blood into that spherical shape. It's not the same as a potter at the wheel, but has some similarities. Trying to keep focus on each aspect of the model while it's liquid is hard. Katsuki waits for him to get the blood orb finished, then accepts it when Yuji passes it over. He doesn't miss the tired expression on his face amid that little smile. Right, he's probably been at this for a while. Katsuki gently sets the blood bomb in his lap, then goes for the plastic wrap.]
Rest. We can do more later. [No point in taxing Yuji right now.] Yeah, it is. But it burns through her cells, limiting what she can make until she eats more.
[Yep, high fat foods are her fuel. Cake mid battle.]
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[Weird, says the guy giving grenades made of blood.
Katsuki doesn't interrupt his friend while he works on the orb, watching the way he manipulates the blood into that spherical shape. It's not the same as a potter at the wheel, but has some similarities. Trying to keep focus on each aspect of the model while it's liquid is hard. Katsuki waits for him to get the blood orb finished, then accepts it when Yuji passes it over. He doesn't miss the tired expression on his face amid that little smile. Right, he's probably been at this for a while. Katsuki gently sets the blood bomb in his lap, then goes for the plastic wrap.]
Rest. We can do more later. [No point in taxing Yuji right now.] Yeah, it is. But it burns through her cells, limiting what she can make until she eats more.
[Yep, high fat foods are her fuel. Cake mid battle.]