The dragon is a curse, and the curses are dragons. Understood. A little less understood in that way when a dragon comes moving out of a portal. Something that makes the normally not so emotive man much more wide-eyed with both wonder and a little respect for a man wielding-- Oh. Okay, he's updating the databanks on what a curse is. For a moment he's reduced to a noise that could've been a word and a sigh that the sound dies on. He's too busy having a look at it. He's seen it afar, but that's not to say that seeing it up close isn't impressive.

Especially with that heated breath. "Humanity's cursed energy? What part of humanity is a dragon?" He chills his temperature when the hot breath hits, wishing Izuku were here, he would love this. "Mm... Maybe I already understand what makes a dragon who can breathe fire." He reaches out, pausing. Maybe he isn't supposed to touch a curse. "Can I touch it or will it be angry? Or maybe she? Or he?"