[ Even if he is mildly loathe to admit it, there was something kind of nice being able to talk and get information without there being ulterior motives behind it.

So he listened to everything with his hands in the pockets of his pants, nodding a bit then exhaling a quiet hum. Taking a second or two to consider just what he could offer in turn without touching too much on the gloomy shadow that had been his childhood. ]

Same. We... had a lot of japanese style food in our home when I was growing up, and then after I joined the league? It was whatever we could afford, which usually wasn't much.

[ No, Dabi knows he can't talk much about his past but given Hawks has shared some of his own? It felt... right to share things in turn. Even if just crumbs for now. ]