There's no ultimate trust, but Tomura has been learning well and fine that at least he isn't being attacked. Enough that he has a stable address even if it took him over a year to feel that comfort. It's spurred on by other people he knows but...
The absolute balls on this man to come as close nonchalantly has the younger (?) man smirking as he does. Shigaraki likes that. He likes it more than he should considering that most of the companions he's had back home have been the ones who dare challenge him. This isn't a challenge though, this is a direct posture and he likes that.
"Clams." It's an innocuous type of conversation as Shigaraki closes the door and leaves his omen to sit outside. The last thing he will ever needs is help from a ghost. "And seaweed." He drags in a breath and lets it out. "Lucky for you, I have a simp that hangs around." Someone he feels human feelings for sometimes. "Your clams can go into the stew in the fridge if you know what to do with it more than just eat it. The seaweed is on your imagination."
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The absolute balls on this man to come as close nonchalantly has the younger (?) man smirking as he does. Shigaraki likes that. He likes it more than he should considering that most of the companions he's had back home have been the ones who dare challenge him. This isn't a challenge though, this is a direct posture and he likes that.
"Clams." It's an innocuous type of conversation as Shigaraki closes the door and leaves his omen to sit outside. The last thing he will ever needs is help from a ghost. "And seaweed." He drags in a breath and lets it out. "Lucky for you, I have a simp that hangs around." Someone he feels human feelings for sometimes. "Your clams can go into the stew in the fridge if you know what to do with it more than just eat it. The seaweed is on your imagination."