To say that Toshinori was...displeased with his young charge. And maybe more than a tad bit confused too, would be an understatement. He was terribly disappointed at the moment.

So much so that after she'd walked off, he'd pushed his plate away. Having lost his appetite due to the conversation. And then got up and left to go talk to someone about this...horrible development and maybe see if he could get some advice on how to proceed with Ichigo from here.

He wound up talking to several people.

All of whom listened to him, but were unhelpful since they didn't exactly know the girl's reasons. Though someone did mention maybe putting her in therapy to see if it helped with some of her other issues.

Toshi only agreed to the therapy thing because to his knowledge Ichigo must be insane. In fact he was almost thoroughly convinced of this fact.

After all, what sort of teenager didn't want to be a hero?

It was literally inconceivable to him that anyone wouldn't want to be a hero. Heroes were emulated, and admired by people all over the world! In fact, being a pro-hero was hailed as one of the most helpful and admirable jobs.

You got to help people! Save lives! Beat the snot out of criminals! And make the community safer for future generations. All of which were great things.

How could anyone not want to be one?!

He'd returned back to his living quarters to ask her. But the damned girl was MIA. He found her bedroom window open and some of her craft stuff gone. Which was just weird as well as unsafe considering that they were almost five floors up off of the ground.

So after checking to make sure that there wasn't a Ichigo-pizza outside he'd turned right around and run off again. Not to look for her though. He figured that if she'd been injured or something then he would have found her automatically. No- this time he went straight to Shota to see what he would say about her not wanting to be a hero.

He honestly should have expected the man to be insensitive about this dilemma. But he hadn't expected him to outright laugh at him after he finally finished talking.

"I expected better of you Shota." He said sullenly as the smaller man tried to stop laughing at him.

"I can't help it." Shota wheezed out. "The world's number one hero- the guy who inspires billions of people world wide- can't even inspire one little girl to follow in his footsteps!"

He started laughing again while Toshinori gave him a look of utter disdain. Because despite their many, many years of friendship- Shota was still proving himself to be the same jerk that he'd always been.

"How are we still friends? I mean, really? I come to you with a problem and you laugh at me just like you did when we were both still students. How can this-" Toshi motioned to himself and then to Shota with a finger. "Still be the normal pattern? Don't kids usually grow out of being little assholes? Ya know, mature?"

His words were meant to hurt the smaller man's feelings since his laughter had hurt his, but Shota merely flopped over on his couch giggling in between commenting on things with a smug sounding tone, "I'm more mature than you are." And of course, "Someone has to be an asshole- it just happens that I'm better at it than you are."

Toshnori grumbled in annoyance because this was not helping anything!

"I came to you for advice on how to fix this."

"I know." Shota said, finally settling down enough to stop laughing and giggling like a lunatic. "And here is my advice to you- stop pushing her to be what you want her to be. She's right, pro-hero work isn't for the weak nor the faint of heart. What's good for someone else wouldn't be for her."

Toshi scowled at him and looked like he wanted to argue but Shota shut him down. "Toshi, the girl just appeared here from god knows where. She was hurt, bloody, bruised and had clearly either seen or wound up participating in some sort of hellish fight and nearly died from it. The friend that she tried to save, did die."

"Right in front of her, the two of us and who knows how many of the kids aside from Bakugo and Midoriya. Do you really think that forcing her to be part of something that she feels wouldn't be right for her- especially with her other issues; would be good for her? Are you really that fucking dense?"

Toshinori opened his mouth to say something, but Shota cut him off since he wasn't quite done yet.

"The girl was traumatized by whatever led up to her appearance here Toshi. Deeply so. And pushing her into something that she doesn't want- and probably doesn't need anyways- isn't just cruel, but arrogant, and insensitive of you too. For fuck's sake, the girl has a death wish! Do you really want to help her along with it?"

Toshinori remained quiet as he mulled over Shota's words, understanding that he had made some very, very valid points. But at the same time, despite pointing out the rather obvious flaw in the man's plans- it still left him uncertain with what to do with her.

He had enrolled her in U.A hoping that maybe a tad bit of normalcy would help her some.

And what was more normal than going to school and making friends with other kids? Although he supposed that wanting her to be in the Hero course was a bit selfish of him.

But...he couldn't help it. He worried.

Schools- especially new one's- could be difficult to adapt to. Children could often be cruel to one another. What if she was bullied? Or had some sort of episode? And no one was there to help her?

What if things got so bad that she really did kill herself? He wasn't stupid enough to think that it wasn't a distinct possibility. Nor was he naive enough to believe it wasn't at all possible.

He also wasn't dumb enough to believe that being in a strange place and having to start over while trying to pull herself out of her depression and other things was an easy task that just being near him would magically solve either.

There was no magical cure for depression. There was no magically cure for a lot of issues that she had. Sure medications might help to a degree- but even he knew that she would likely struggle not to let everything get the better of her for the rest of her life.

He finally felt his earlier ire slipping away bit by bit as he realized his mistake. Shota was right. He was being arrogant and selfish here. Hell, he'd even go so far as to say that he was acting childish and downright bratty.

But he also knew that he'd have a bit of apologizing to do when he saw his young charge later.

"Should I grovel when I see her next?" He asked Shota, wondering if the man would advise him on this just one last time.

"It probably wouldn't hurt." Shota said without hesitation. Toshinori merely hung his head and sighed.