Chapter 19

                                    

                                          
Satoko's visits with Toga and Twice were rather brief.
                          
Toga would be her weird old self. Like nothing was wrong. She kept saying how Satoko's scent is lovely and that she's jealous she has that. Whatever that means.
                          
It seemed she didn't mind being in jail so much, but Satoko had a thought where she wants to help Toga mentally.
                          
"Toga." Satoko finally said. "I don't want you here either. You are more than what you make yourself to be. Sure, you're different because you love blood. People may misunderstood you for that. Honestly, you do annoy me sometimes, but it's like having a little sister."
                          
"...Sister...?" Toga's expression was unreadable. As if no one had ever told her these things before. For someone to even accept her as herself.
                          
When it was time to leave, Toga felt a bit strange. What was it?
                          
As for Twice, he told her what Hawks was planning for Toya's case. That Twice is all on board with it.
                          
Satoko had asked him why? His sentence would only extend. Twice would say he thought of 'Dabi' as a brother in combat. It's because he wants him happy. The fact that Satoko was the first person Toya changed his mind set with using people made him think if Twice's own worth was more than his ambitions.
                          
He considered Toya a friend. Wonders if that even changed too.
                          
Satoko put a mental note into her head to tell Toya this when she sees him the next day.
                          
Time was up, once again. She headed to her last person to visit. 
                          
Shigaraki.
                          
He was quiet again. He had his head hung low with some of his hair in front of his face. Even when the door opened, he didn't move or look up. He assumed that it was a cop who wanted to talk to him or something. He didn't really feel like talking to anyone except for maybe Satoko.
                          
Footsteps echoed inside the silent room. Satoko stepped forward. Her voice made him look up in surprise. "Shigaraki, how's your injury?"
                          
He stared at her for a few seconds, shocked that it was really her. Then he adopted an angry look. "It was taken care of. Those 'heroes' just couldn't have my blood on their hands. Are you healed now?"
                          
"Yeah. I just got discharged from the hospital today." She sat down in a chair in front of the glass wall. "Like I told everyone else, I would have visited sooner if it weren't for that."
                          
She felt a little sad due to Shigaraki's background. He probably had no one to visit him. Not a single soul.
                          
"You're still not scratching your neck anymore, are you?" She asked like she was a nagging sibling.
                          
"Not as much as I used to." He seemed a little embarrassed to admit that he scratched his neck at all. "It's stressful here. No one has come to visit, so it's difficult not to."
                          
The entire situation had been incredibly nerve-racking for him. From being handcuffed to a hospital bed to being stuck in a room alone for days, he struggled to not be overwhelmed by his thoughts. The cops there wouldn't tell him about Satoko's condition, so he wasn't sure how she was doing during that time.
                          
"Remember what I told you?" She sighed. "Guess I'll have to scratch my neck then." She put her hand onto her neck then removed it. "I'm kidding. Sorry, that was a terrible joke. I know anxiety can make you do all sorts of things. Just... try not to harm yourself further, please."
                          
"I'll come visit you. You're important to me that I think of you and the others as family. Like a brother." She then added, unsure if what she said was helpful or not.