Ichigo was a strangely quiet child, Nezu noted once the two of them got back to his office and she had her cocoa in hand, she settled herself on the floor between the couch and the coffee table that he had in his office.
He also noted that she seemed oddly comfortable with wandering off with strangers. The mention of stranger-danger earlier had caused the wheels in his head to turn at a rapid pace.
He didn't know why she seemed so comfortable with meandering off with strangers. But he did think that maybe it had to do with some of her abilities.
He already knew that she possessed monstrous strength in those small hands of hers. He'd seen it in the security feed from the day that she'd appeared and had seen the massive sword that she'd carried and held one handed.
And thanks to the details that he'd gotten from speaking to Shota and Toshinori, he knew that such a blade must have weighed more than two hundred kilos. And to be able to hold it up, much less swing it with one hand- not only took a considerable amount of skill but more than a bit of super strength as well. Which had to be impressive. Otherwise the weapon would have been useless to her.
He also knew that she could summon...fairies? Was that what Shota had called them again?
So she must be able to do other things as well. Though he must confess that he was a bit curious as to what the fairies could be used for. The student's Midoriya and Bakugo had mentioned that she'd tried to use them to save her friend, that she'd had with her at the time.
So she used them for healing, maybe? As long as her own life wasn't in jeopardy that is.
Still, he couldn't help but be curious about just what she could do. Glancing away from his stack of papers, he looked over to see what she was doing to amuse herself and blinked at the utter chaos that she'd turned his coffee table into with her bag of stuff.
Curiosity finally getting the better of him, he laid his current papers aside and slid from his chair and walked over to see what she was doing a bit better.
He was only mildly surprised to see her stringing some beads onto a very slender wire and wrapping some of them at the ends after looping the wires together with other beads. She was quite good at it too.
"Is it supposed to be a bracelet or necklace?"
It was still short-ish so he felt he should ask.
"Bracelet. I've already finished several necklaces, rings, earrings, and six other bracelets." She said as she finally seemed to finish wrapping the wire around the last bead and began the task of attaching the clasp and loop to the piece.
"I see." He said as she finished and then held the finished product up so that he could really see it.
She had a fine eye for detail and for what looked good too, he'd give her that much. The colors of the crystal beads coupled with being wrapped in wire gave the piece a whimsical look that was just eye poppingly pretty.
"That's very nice. What do you intend to do with it?"
"I have no idea yet."
He hummed and cocked his head to the side for a moment as he recalled that Nemuri's birthday was coming up.
"May I have it?" She looked up at him and blinked owlishly for a second while he explained. "A co-worker has a birthday coming up soon. And that bracelet looks like it's just her thing."
She handed it over to him automatically and he smiled and wagged his tail a little bit. After scampering back to his desk to hide the bracelet, he then returned to where she was and crawled up onto the couch and asked. "Do you mind if I ask you some questions about the fairies?"
"Fairies?" She repeated as she looked puzzled for a moment.
"The one's that you can summon." He said with a slightly inquisitive tilt of his head.
She got an 'oh' look and then shifted around a little bit so that she was facing him instead of trying to look at him from over her shoulder. She'd get a bad crick in her neck if she stayed as she was.
"What do you want to know?" She asked, and it wasn't lost on him that she was a bit wary at the moment.
"What are they made of?"
"Flesh and blood."
"Really? Just like really tiny humans?"
"Well, the person who wields them gives them shape and form. So I suppose that that's one way to think of it."
"What do they do?"
"They can do multiple things. It really depends on the nature of the person wielding them."
Nezu hummed and then asked. "Can you give me an example?"
Ichigo sighed and took a moment to think before saying, "If the nature of the person wielding them is...dark. Then they are destructive. But if the nature of the one wielding them is kind- then they can heal, protect, and defend."
"And what do you use them for?"
"I can use them for just about anything, depending one what's going on and how badly I need their help. But it takes a lot of energy to use them."
"How interesting." Nezu said thoughtfully before then asking, "Are they part of your quirk?"
Ichigo merely stared at him for a moment or so before saying tiredly, "I don't have a quirk."
"Pardon?" Nezu said, uncertain if he'd heard her right.
"I don't have a quirk." She said again, looking more than a tad bit uncomfortable.
"But you must-"
"I don't."
"Then...what-" Nezu started to ask her where she thought her abilities came from, but she cut him off with a slightly distressed sounding.
"I don't know."
So he shut his mouth and thought for a moment. While it was true that many people in the world with abilities generally had quirks. It wasn't always the case. In fact about two percent of the known world's population had rare mutations that gave them abilities that weren't quirk related.
It was rare, considering the amount of people who had such abilities. But it did happen.
And it would be easy enough to confirm whether Ichigo had a quirk or not. In fact Recovery Girl could do it within five minutes. It really didn't take much effort on the woman's part since she was a healer.
And since she had healed Ichigo's arm the day before...he could ask her once the girl decided to leave. Which would probably be soon considering the seriously uncomfortable turn their conversation had just taken.
Finally he managed to say, "I see." Which was followed by a slightly distressed sounding, "I'm sorry that my questions have made you uncomfortable."
She stared at him hard for a moment and then quietly huffed and turned back around to begin collecting her things and put them away. Seeing that she was preparing to run away on him, he mentally berated himself for upsetting her before recalling that he'd said that they'd tweak Toshinori's nose a little bit.
Ichigo wasn't aware of it just yet, but Nezu had decided to shoot the man a text earlier that looked as if a serial killer had left him instructions on how to make things up to the girl for his earlier blunder.
Ya know, the letter/word cut out of various magazines and such.
So right about now Toshi was probably freaking out thinking that a serial killer had Ichigo.
He hoped that the man followed his instructions anyways. He also hoped that Ichigo was okay with the way that the man would be hovering over her for a little while. It was really the only way at this point for the two of them to figure things out and bond a bit more.
"Ah, Ichigo-" He finally spoke up, recalling the holiday in another day or so. "I wonder if you would mind spending a holiday with Toshinori?" The girl had paused in picking up the left over stuff from his coffee table and had been waiting for him to say something.
"What holiday?"
"Oh, it's something like an early Thanksgiving event. But with presents like Christmas. Since Pro-heroes rarely have the time," He hoped that he didn't need to explain to her that the usual life expectancy of a Pro-hero was usually twenty five, which was about five or so years into their career. And that was only if they were incredibly lucky. "To spend specific events with their family and friends- a few days out of the year were picked about twenty years or so ago when the government passed a bill making it an official holiday- so that everyone, even heroes could celebrate the holidays and such with the people that they care about."
"Because they have shorter than average lifespans right?" To say that he was happy that she understood that much about a Pro-heroes job, would be an understatement. He'd actually begun to sweat a little bit at the prospect of having to explain such a facet of a heroes life.
He hadn't been sure that she'd handle knowing that her life could be uprooted again, very well.
He'd obviously underestimated her.
"Yes. That is right."
"Alright, what do I need to know to make it a nice holiday for...the goofball."
"Goofball?"
"Until he apologizes for his earlier blunder he's been demoted to goofball."
"Ah, I see." Nezu said in understanding. The child's mind was funny at times. And just a tad bit confusing too. But he still understood well enough. "Well, Toshi normally goes away from the city to celebrate the holiday. And on occasion he's been known to invite some of his friends, co-workers and even some select students who may not be able to go and see their families to celebrate the holiday with him. But with you here, he might decide to stay in the city this time."
The girl began chewing on her lower lip as she waited for him to finish filling her in.
"He's always been fond of the mountains. He also likes the traditional Thanksgiving turkey dinner, and even getting a tree and decorating it. He likes anything from books, to new capes, to movies and even some hand made stuff. Was that helpful?"
She frowned and mulled over what he'd said for a moment and then nodded her head yes. And then stuffed what was left of her things in her bag and picked up her empty cocoa cup and walked over to the trash can and put the paper cup in it and then walked back over to him and paused again and said, "I don't know exactly what would be proper protocol here." He cocked his head curiously. "I usually hug people before I leave them. Is that okay with you?"
He smiled and held his arms out to her.
She leaned down and gave him a quick hug, probably not wanting to make him feel as if she were trying to get to cozy with him. It was because of his fur, he supposed. For some reason human girls liked his fur and the possibility of cuddling him like any other animal.
It was nice to have someone ask him for permission for once instead of just grabbing him and squeezing him until he felt the strong urge to bite them.
"Thanks for the cocoa and the company. Have a good holiday."
"You too, Ichigo." He said with a big grin. Already planning to send Toshi another text to tell him about the hug. He was betting that the man would be very jealous that he got one when he probably hadn't just yet.