I'm not asking you to predict it.

[Baka. He pushes through the dangling curtains covering the entrance way to the hot springs.

Here his voice softens just a bit. Nostalgic.]

Even when we were kids, Dek- Izuku and I dreamed about our lives as heroes. What Quirks we'd have, what our costumes would look like, what heroes we'd intern with or surpass.

It wasn't predicting. It was thinking about what it could be.