Deer 2 // IC Contact

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[comecatchthesehands]

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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"Clams! I found a couple good beds when the tide goes out, but never have enough energy to dig a lot up at once." And the seaweed but that sort of washes itself up no matter what he does, and thorough trial and error has determined which ones are tasty, and which ones are toxic.

Poor omen, left outside. That's something he'd have to approach at some point, to find out why Tomura's rejecting his own spirit animal, but right now is apparently not the time to do it. Later on ... dog befriending. That there's a fridge and a kitchen sets him to hunting; unfamiliar layouts in strange homes and all, but he finds what he's looking for quickly enough, and by the ice on countertop thud, is going to get to work pretty promptly. "Did your simp make the stew, then? Does this simp have a name?" Sounds like a friend, if they're making Shigaraki food!

And he's going to start hunting for a knife. Clams require a bit of work, as do seaweeds, and the implication all along was that he'd do what he could to make a decent meal! If Tomura objected, or sought to do him harm.. well, there's not much Yoichi could do to stop him. "I expected horns and hooves or something, after all that hell talk." This place looks pretty normal! Tomura looks like a Shigaraki, he's been deceived.