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Izuku opened his mouth but what he wanted to say would be forever lost to the world as the door banged open, bounced off the wall and almost hit the man stumbling into on recoil. Everyone in the room had at least flinched. The man coughing wetly, his bony frame rattling before he collapsed spurred Mom into action, though.“Darling, get one of the solar deer fleets! Hizashi, could you gently warm up my hibiscus tea, thank you, dear. Come to Hisashi’s room, please.”When Izuku entered his father’s former room, Mom was tucking the man into normal blankets. She smiled tiredly as she accepted the fleets with a thank you but Izuku knew the look in her eyes. It was the same look she got when the whispers of tax increases and pirate attacks made their way round the bar. It had been the look on her face after the night his father’s flames had tongued her face.It was a look that promised nothing good, just tragedy.The man’s collar was stained a vivid red.