Izuku didn't have much in the form of a plan for his 'I am gonna save more people' idea, he had done some research, and that only told him what he couldn't do. It didn't mean he didn't have a general course of action to follow, and it was by following that that he found himself in the Developtment Studio. Mosts of the support course students were taking a break from their own finals, which more likely involved them being in this room for far longer than they were comfortable with. Not Hatsume, and it was a good thing the two of them were alone.

"Wait, so your Quirk talked to you?" She asked, sufficiently caught off guard by his story to stop working on whatever new invention she was tinkering with.

"Yeah... It was... incredibly less pleasant than I thought it would be."

"Did it tell you how to best use it or something? Ohh, maybe how to better channel it and maybe share it with others, since that hair idea didn't work out for us."

"Uhh, not really." He shook his head. "It told me I'm being selfish, and that I could be doing a lot more with it to help people, like investing into stocks and using what I could possibly earn in philantropy. Well, that's what it told me, and most of it was technically true, but... Pretty much everything it said was loaded with ulterior motives."

"Even the stock thing...? Because, fufufu, that sounds like a really good source of funding!"

"I mean... it's technically true. I could make billions on the stock market. Except I remember clearly that I was explicitly banned from ever participating in the lottery for a reason. So I did a little research, and it turns out, the second it becomes obvious I'm being exceptionally successful, I'm going to be investigated. One glance at the Quirk Registry and mystery solved: It'd be labeled as use of insider information adquired through Quirk. I wouldn't be arrested because, uh, I'm not really an adult legally yet, but I'd be severely punished and surely expelled from here. Luck was probably hoping I tried doing that to kick me out of U.A."

It was a tiresome affair, using whatever free time he had in between training and studying to research Quirk laws that he was supposed to go over in his third year here. There were plenty of laws and regulations from impeding Quirks from affecting the economy, a lot more that he thought.

Mainly because there were lots of cracks in them, more that eighty percent of the regulations were made in response to a specific incident finding a loophole that allowed them to cheat the system. Quirks being so potentially varied made it so there was always the possibility for someone to have just the right ability to bypass any written laws. Not to him, funnily enough. Once his Quirk was detected as a factor, in whatever way he could think to use it, would technically enter into the same field as a form of precognition, which was already accounted for.

"That sucks... But I don't get why Luck wants you out of here, it's not like this place is gonna collapse. Checked the infrastructure. Really solid stuff!"

"I... I'm not one hundred percent sure why. It isn't going to ultimately kill me, or else Luck wouldn't have allowed me to pass the entrance exam in the first place... My best guess... Is that Luck is just lazy. It will do anything to extend its own existence as far as possible, but it would rather take the easiest route to do it. It seems that's the only aspect where I can override Luck's will." And possibly the reason his own Quirk had that attitude against him.

Hatsume stared at him for a couple seconds, blinked once, and then frowned before going back to work on her newest baby.

"Uh, what happened?" He asked, knowing that small tick meant she thought of something.

"I just remembered when you told me about Terms and-..." She trailed off, frowning. "Hide- no, that's not it. I, Iida, right? Sorry, I'm terrible with most names. Anyways. When they announced his death, you told me that you thought Luck had a hand in that."

Izuku nodded quietly, waiting to see what else she had to say before adding anything.

"Well, I believed it. Didn't matter too much for me if your Quirk did it, I knew you wouldn't do it willingly. No one who lets me use him as a test subject so much would do that. " She smiled while messing around with some cables. "I thought it was just Luck protecting you, and that was the only way to do it, it made sense. But now, with what you've told me... It doesn't. It's utter nonsense!"

"Uh, what do you mean...?"

She stopped and turned towards him. "Have I told you why I do this? The babies, and all of it?"

"Not really... I thought it was because you liked it, and because you took pride in what you made."

"And I do those things!" She tapped her goggles, "I wear these almost everytime, even though I don't use them everytime, just because these are the very first! I also like to think of all my babies as my way to help people, a bit like heroes... Those are bonuses, fantastic bonuses, but not really the main reason. Well, you could say the main reason it's more like my dream, and being a support gear maker is just the way I prefer to do it. Because..." She trailed off as her gaze went to the ceiling, she was clearly trying to think of the exact words to use. "I kind of want to be immortal? But not immortal, that sounds super boring."

"Immortal... but not immortal?" He tilted his head, not getting what she was saying.

"Like the Wright brothers, Newton, or Edison! ... even though the last one doesn't quite fit anymore."

With that clue, it hit him.

"... Legacy. You want legacy."

"That's the word!" Hatsume smiled while excitingly pointing at him, perhaps being closer than most people would have liked. "It makes sense, right? For hundreds of years, everytime some talks aircraft, most people know it was the Wright brothers who kickstarted it. With physics, Newton literally became a unit of force. I want to be the same, but for support items! Years, decades from now on, a new invention might pop up, and I want someone to think 'Seems inspired by Baby Model 403!' That's the very purpose of life, to leave a mark on the world for all to see and admire!"

Her smile faded and she took a step back, crossing her arms. "...That's why I don't understand the way your Quirk thinks. It didn't do that to achieve anything, or to have you achieve something, it was just to live, that's super dumb! To live just because you want to stay alive and do nothing else... What's the point, even?"

Izuku could only stare at her while she ranted, she really was serious about all of that, he could see it, he could hear it. And he got it. While perhaps not to the same degree as her, his goal in life was similar, more immediate, but similar. To leave a mark on the world, to be a source of hope. He didn't even notice he was smiling after all of that.

"You're really amazing, Hatsume." He said with no small about of admiration.

She nodded with pride, putting her hands on her hips while giving a toothy grin. "Thanks, Lucksman." Her expression soured, as if she was biting a lemon. "That name feels super wrong now."

"You could just use my name, you know. But, one thing, I didn't come here just to tell you all of that... You caught the eye of some people after the Sports Festival, right?"

Her grin came back. "Of course! I showed off my cutest babies there, obviously they'd be interested. It's a shame that it was just to offer me some interships for some company, not to make my own things. I rejected it of course. They either let me have total creative freedom, or they lost me!"

"And you need to be funded by those people because technically everything you create here is property of U.A, not yours, right?"

Her two consecutive blinks were indication he was right. Like he said before, he'd done his research. The support department really was one of the most expensive assets the school had, and it had to put measures in order to avoid having a black hole that sucked money.

"Well, I can help you with that... I can still use's Luck method to make money without really being suspected by asking my mom to just do some trading at random for a while. It wouldn't be nearly enough to be a billionare and it wouldn't be a constant source, just the one time. However, it is enough funds for you to make something. Something that I know for a fact will impress those investors."

Not technically legal. He knew, and even if he wasn't going to be caught for it, he still felt a little bit bad for going through with it. But it didn't hurt anybody, and it was gonna help a lot of people.

"I can give you what I make by the end of this month, for you to get something on your own and propose it for some company to manufacture, I'm certain you'll be successful. In exchange, I just ask that you let me be part of whatever company you make so I can use at least some part of those earnings to help people. Once I become a Pro I'll use what I earn as well, but I'm sure you'd be able to make-" He was about to mumble, but he was suddenly interrupted.

Of all the reactions he expected Hatsume to have, to pounce him into hug him wasn't one of them. Caught off guard he fell back to the floor with the inventor on top of him.

"Of course, Izuku! Where do I sign!?" She said, quite literally in his face, or rather, a couple of centimetres away from it.

Not like he was too aware of what she was saying, between the hug, the proximity, and the use of his first name instead of his last name like he was expecting, most of his mental power was focused on making sure he didn't faint due to all the blood that rushed to his cheeks.

His mouth moved, but no words came out, only sounds that vaguely resembled sillables.

"Hm...? Hello?" She leaned back, slightly, just enough to get better view of his current state. "Oh, wow! You haven't done that thing in forever. Wonder why it happens, it used to be because of measurements."

"S... S-S..."

It took a lot more willpower than Izuku would like to admit, but he managed to gain control of himself to get ahold of Hatsume's shoulders in order to create some distance between their faces.

"S-Space, Hatsume!" He wheezed out, now feeling both his increased heartbeat and reddened face. "Don't do that without warning me!"

She tilted her head. "You said the same thing about measurements, but now you just flinch a bit when I do it."

"T-That's different!" Those don't have the chance to give me a heart attack! He took a deep, deep breath in a meager effort to calm himself before continuing. "W-We should probably get back up." Preferably before someone walks in.

Once they did, he began to feel more comfortable, that is, without feeling like he was about to pass out, meanwhile Hatsume was back with her tinkering as if nothing had happened.

I envy how little physical contact bothers her. It's a good thing nobody saw that, that would have made that into something much more embarrasing.

"There you are, Midoriya!" He heard Ashido's voice coming from the door, and so he turned towards her. "I should have started looking here. Uraraka even told me to."

"Uhh, where were you looking before? I... don't really go to that many places here."

"Well... I thought you might have been in the bathroom." She admited sheepishly.

"You could have told Uraraka to call me."

"See, funny thing is, that's a good idea I didn't think about." There was remarkably little embarrassment in her voice. "Oh, hello, Hatsume!"

"Oh, hi. Who are you?"

"So, eh, Ashido," Izuku interrupted what he knew was gonna be a dry conversation, "you were looking for me?"

"Yup, yup." She nodded while taking out the pamphlet for the camp. "See, we noticed we are missing some things for the camp, and we thought we could all go together to shop for them. It'll be fun. You can come too if you'd like Hatsume."

"Oh? Yeah, sure, later." Hatsume spoke like someone who was barely listening to the conversation, which she was. "Wait. Come to what?"

"We're gonna go shopping for some stuff we need for the camp, everyone from the class will go."

"Huh..." She slowly raised her eyebrow. "Why? That doesn't sound like something you need me for. At all."

"Yeah," Izuku agreed, "and everyone...? Isn't that... too much?"

Ashido pouted while puffing her cheeks. "Yes, I know! We don't even need to buy that stuff since we know Yaomomo is going with us."

"Oh, right."

"Who?"

"We're just doing it because it's gonna be fun! We can even go to the arcade or anything!"

"Ohhh, I see." Hatsume nodded while crossing her arms. "That doesn't sound like something you need me for. At all."

Mina groaned, before walking closer to Hatsume and whispering something into the other girl's ear.

Izuku was quite simply confused. Those two barely talked at all. Why was Ashido putting that much effort into bringing Hatsume along with... that...

Oh no. No, no, no. She wasn't looking for me in the bathrooms at all... She came straight here... And she probably saw us a few seconds ago... Wait! She didn't hear everything, did she...?

She did.

Bad, bad, bad, bad! Not because of the possible embarrassment, but... Hatsume said that about Iida!

The circle of people who knew was still small, Uraraka told him that the summer camp would be a good opportunity to expand it a bit, so he only told Hatsume.

"Glad I could change ya mind, Hatsume. Now, excuse me, I gotta check some things with Midoriya, since he's actually gonna be buying stuff. Right?" She turned towards him, smile on her face.

"U-uh, y-yeah."

Up until that moment, Izuku didn't know that a smile could be so oddly discomforting, whether it was because it was actually like that or his mind was playing tricks on him, he didn't know at all.


Soon enough, he was being led out of the Studio by Ashido, they seemed to be heading back towards class, but once they reached an vacant spot near a bending machine, she stopped, making him do the same.

"So, I heard something interesting there," she said, almost casually, but there was a bit of an edge to it. "Care to tell me was that was about your Quirk?"

Here we go. Izuku sighed, preparing himself mentally for the interrogation session that was about to come. "Sure. Ask away..."

"Who else knows?"

"Aside from Hatsume, just Uraraka and Aizawa-sensei. He actually told me not to tell anyone."

"Why?" She didn't ask, she pretty much challenged the answer to come out, just to see if she found it adecuate.

"When I told him, I only knew that Iida's death benefited me in some way. He told me it was possibly just because by overcoming grief, I'd grow as a person." He paused, that explanation could have been enough. "I now know more than before. Luck could have saved Iida, but didn't. Because that would have led to Stain's capture, which would somehow lead to lots of deaths... But my Quirk only cares about me being one of those casualties."

"... Will it happen a-"

"It won't." He answered instantaneously. "I promise on my life it won't ever happen again." Hear that, Luck?

Her eyes widened, her expression softened for a moment, going back to her previous expression for a few seconds before she let out a long sigh, rubbing her eyes.

"Dang it... Sorry, I'm able to get a really good read on people, and I know you were one of the most affected by... yeah."

"Yeah..."

"So I don't think I can even believe that you would be the kind of guy to do that, but once I heard that, I wanted answers. And now I'm sad. Ha... that's what I get for trying to catch you doing something with Hatsume."

So she was eavesdropping because of that...? I don't know if I should be surprised about that at this point.

"You were gonna know about it eventually. The whole class was... That's the plan, anyways. Despite Aizawa-sensei's advice... I feel like you all deserve to know, I told Uraraka first because I figured she'd know best on when to tell someone else."

"Sorry to be a bit of a downer, buddy, but... It's been quite a while since it happened, and only two people from our class know. Me and Uraraka. And I only know because I was eavesdropping."

He groaned. "I know... It's just... Neither Uraraka or I wanted to bother you guys with that when you were worried about the finals. We were planning on telling more people on the camp."

"Really...? How many?"

That made him pause. They didn't really talk about that. Asui was one of the people Uraraka said he could probably tell it to, specially because he did save her life at U.S.J. Meanwhile, he had no idea who else to tell.

"Uhh, I don't know."

"It's decided then, it's gonna be eighteen people. Whether you like it or not." She declared, quite bluntly while staring at him dead in the eyes.

"Wuh?"

"You heard me. Either you tell everyone, or I'm gonna do it for ya. Sorry, not sorry, but I know about those kinda things, it's the type of stuff you will always delay. Happened all the time with my friends' crushes back in middle school. Each day they delayed it, it became easier and easier to think of a reason not to do it. Best solution when that happens is to just do it, no excuses."

"But-"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, no buts I said!" She wiggled her finger with each 'ah'. "Yes, you've told some people already. But at this rate the rest of the class will know by next year at the earliest. Do you really think that waiting that long is gonna be ok? No siree! By that point people will be mad at you for hiding it for so long! So it's either gonna be before the camp ends, or it's gonna be before the camp ends."

"Those were the same options."

"Exactly, because you really have no choice." She gave him finger guns, smiling.

Izuku remained quiet. It really seemed that way. He, he wasn't complaining, really. The objective didn't change, it was just going to be a bit more sudden.

Guess it's gonna be like ripping of a band-aid.

He was expecting a whole lot worse, maybe something more acussatory, maybe threats of telling the teachers for him to get out of here, maybe even him being blackmailed.

"That's... That's actually alright. It forces me to do it. I would have relied solely on Uraraka to suggest people for me to tell."

"No duh, you barely spent time with the rest of the class to be honest." She shrugged "You mostly hang out with Uraraka or Hatsume, sometimes with Shinsou, and then you only talk to others if they talk to you first or during exercises. It's no wonder you couldn't think of many people to tell this to." She noticed his worried expression and waved as in an attempt to calm him. "Calm down! That's not bad, not everyone can be a social butterfly. Hell, Todoroki doesn't really hang out with anyone."

"It still feels bad when someone points that out, I don't know... Feels like I should try to talk more with my classmates."

"Hey, cheer up, you have the whole camp to do that." She lightly punched his shoulder. "And this shopping trip, too."

He couldn't help but smile at that small gesture, but then he remembered something. "Speaking of... Why did you invite Hatsume to that...? And how did you get her to agree in the first place?"

She smirked. "Well, I am keeping that a secret for now. I won't keep it for as long as you are with your Luck, and it's not even that big, just an itsy-bitsy tiny secret. Don't worry, it'll tell you tomorrow."

That didn't bring Izuku any comfort.


For Hatsume, this was a very sudden change of plans. Everybody in U.A had the day off, that meant that she wasn't going to have access to the Developtment Studio. She thought she was going to use this day off to lay down on top of her bed, stare at the ceiling and doing whatever she felt like doing in her room. Probably either mindless wandering of the web, mindless small gaming sessions or mindless use of some of the fiddle toys she had acumulated. She would have loved to actually have access to tools and materials to try and construct something, but her parents had warned her against using electrodomestics for that again, and that was the only materials she could have adquired. Not like she had something in mind, just experiment until an idea came to mind. Idea mode.

But instead of any of that, she was invited to this shopping trip, one she wasn't really interested in, or had any need of. However, Acid was quite persistent, and she had struck a good deal with her.

"Listen, just come for a bit, only fifteen minutes if you want. I'll, uh, give you some of my acid, really concentrated. You like that, don't you? Oh, and I'll sweeten the deal a bit more! I'll let you make a gadget for my hero costume. How does that sound?" Acid had said the day before.

It was a good deal. The promise of a unique material along with another willing test subject, she accepted it, but then Acid had added a condition, one that Hatsume didn't quite understand.

One that seems unimportant. At least to her, maybe it was one of those things that seemed obvious to some, but she didn't get, like personal space. Izuku does bring that up often.

Whatever the case, she wasn't one to back down on a deal. Even if it wasn't official, she could think of it as a small contract.

And so, she arrived at the Kiyashi ward mall, right at the time that Acid had said she was supposed to be arrive. There were some other people there, probably from Izuku's class.

Acid was there, so was Gravity, there were a few she didn't quite remember. She definitely remembered Printer, but that was about it. She didn't see Izuku there.

"Wait, is that...?" The blonde, maybe that was Lightning, said while pointing in her direction.

Isn't that gesture rude?

"Huh, Hatsume?" Acid said, she sounded surprised, despite knowing that she would be here. "What are you doing here?" But she was the one who-

Ah, right, the condition. Almost forgot.

"Not much, Izuku invited me." She shrugged.

I really don't get why Acid wanted me to say that, but a deal's a deal.

... And I really don't understand why they are looking at me like that. Is Izuku known for not inviting people to gatherings? Why are they surprised?

It wasn't actually all of them, but a good portion were.

And the floating set of clothes was emitting a squeel that vaguely sounded like "I knew it."

"Hold on, hold on... Who invited you?" Lightning (?) asked, almost as if he didn't believe he heard right.

Hatsume blinked. "Izuku. Green hair and eyes, average height, above average phisique, freckles? I thought he was in your class. You are 1-A, right? You have to be, Gravity and Acid are right here."

The blond passed a hand through his head, incredously. "Alright, I'm confused. Are you and Midoriya a thing or not? Because I'm getting mixed signals here."

"Isn't that their business? Why snoop into it?" Red hair sounded a bit uncomfortable.

"A thing...?" Hatsume focused on Lightning's question. A thing could be many things. Usually you didn't call a person a thing, but two people a thing? She heard that before, but couldn't remember the exact meaning of the expression.

"Y'know... The stuff from the rumors? Like, at the start of the year...?"

Rumors? She was totally lost. At least Acid seemed to be having a good time, even though this didn't seem that funny if you asked Hatsume. Again, possibly one of those things she didn't understand.

"The moron's trying to ask if you and Midoriya are dating." Purple hair gave the so-called moron a sideways glance. "Words are meant to be used."

"You just had to insult me, didn't you? But I'll have you know that there's, you know, virtue in being implicit."

The question was ignored in favor of small banter, which was good, because currently Hatsume was thinking about that. The immediate answer to that question would be no, they weren't dating. It seemed like something that all parties involved were aware of, and she wasn't, so no.

Yet, they had asked, which meant that, whether or not she and Izuku were dating, they gave off the impression that they might. It was funny, in a way that didn't make you laugh. Usually she had heard how she wasn't the kind of person who would ever do or be interested in something like that.

Which... She didn't know if it was an acurrate assesment or not. At least at this point in her life.

Whatever the case, the topic was quickly forgotten by the rest of the group, with them saying that they would wait for Izuku for five more minutes before starting without him.

Maybe he saw a villain attack or something and got busy taking notes.

She figured, given that sometimes their conversations sometimes went towards his several notebooks on Quirk information. It was a lot, interesting and plenty useful.

A couple of minutes later, and the boy in question was running towards them, notebook in hand. He quickly reached them.

"Sorry guys, there was an incident and I got, ehh, caught up in that." Izuku said in between the small pants he gave thanks to the fact that he most likely ran at full speed from there to here.

"Don't worry, Deku, at least you made it before we started without you!"

"For a second I thought you were gonna join Shinsou, Todoroki and Bakugou in not shopping with us." Guy with weird elbows smiled.

"Yeah, a minute later, and we would be each shopping our own things." Red hair said.

"Wait, are we gonna ignore t- Ack!"

"Yes. Yes, we are."

Huh, those weren't earings like I thought.

Izuku raised an eyebrow at that, and whispered something to Gravity, probably a question. She answered in the same way, and shortly after, Izuku was covering his face with his notebook.

The rest didn't notice, already starting to look for things they needed for the camp. They began to separate, with only the promise to meet back in the same spot half an hour later. The only ones who didn't move were Izuku, Gravity and Acid. The latter of which was smirking at the boy covering his face.

"So, do you like the secret plan I had?"

"No." Izuku groaned into the notebook. "Why even...?"

"A little bit of payback for the secret you're keeping. Besides, it's funny. But enough of that, I gotta buy some stuff myself, you guys do that too so we can spend some of the day having fun! Actually, come with me Uraraka, girl shopping is more fun that solo shopping!" She grabbed hold of Gravity's wrist.

"Woah, wait a minute, what about them?"

"Hatsume doesn't need to buy anything and Izuku is not a girl. So he doesn't check the requirements for girl shopping" With her logic concluded, she pretty much dragged Gravity away.

Once they were pretty much out of view, Izuku slowly lowered the book, his face seemed tad a bit more pink than she remembered.

"Let me guess, she offered something?" Hatsume didn't answer, she knew he could answer those type of questions on his own now. "Of course she did. To think that you saying that it's all it takes to bring that back..."

"I didn't know they thought we were dating."

His face turned a bit brighter. "So you know now..."

"Yes, but I don't think it's a big deal if they do."

People believed all sorts of stuff, it didn't matter. Not like their thoughts had an effect on her.

"Doesn't it... uh, make it awkward?"

"Does it?" She countered.

"I-I mean, I've dealt with misuderstandings before. Mainly just people thinking my Quirk was affecting something unimportant, like when they were playing cards or something. But this... I'll be honest here... This... It has, uh..." He averted his gaze, while he fiddled around with the pages of his notebook. "Well, it made me, uhm, t-think about stuff... Stuff that I don't think I would have thought about if not for that..."

"I get it, happened to me today. Not sure what to make of it." She shrugged. "Doesn't make it awkward."

"Are we... talking about the same thing...?"

"Of us dating?" She answered even if she knew he could get the answer to a yes or no question. "At least that's what I've been thinking. Still not sure, six minutes is not enough time to consider that."

Izuku didn't react immediately, it took a couple of seconds before his mouth opened and closed much like a fish, and after that stopped he looked around, at the people in the mall that weren't paying one bit of attention to the conversation they were having. He leaned closer a bit, just to whisper, "C-Can... Can you tell me once you figure it out?"

She smiled. For some reason, it felt good to hear that. "I was planning on it."

"I am receiving a call!" Izuku's ringtone began to sound a few seconds after she spoke

"Uhh, sorry." He picked up. Despite the ammount of people around, even she could hear some paniqued explanation coming from the phone. "Wait, seriously? Is she alright!? We're going over there."

That didn't sound good, specially by constrast.


A/N:

You know something funny? I severely underestimated how long this chapter would be. Really, I thought it would have to add the actual camp stuff already. Before writing this, in my head it was "Alright, this is technically just going to be three scenes, I feel like it's going to be a bit brief. Hmm, even when adding what happens after the encounter, I think it'll come up short." And then I wrote the actual first conversation with Hatsume. I don't know if I somehow came up with more that I had in mind without realizing it, or if in my brain it somehow seemed short, but that made me realize: "Oh, shit, it's actually gonna be longer than usual. I'll be damned."

As you can see, it's pretty Hatsume focused. She has been mainly in the background the last couple of chapters and probably will go back there for a couple more, therefore, she's in most of this chapter.

Also, yeah, that's how I believe she is. She makes gadgets because she enjoys creating them, because she likes it when people use them and find them helpful, but she also does it because she believes it can make her life have an impact on the world that will be seen for decades.

And last thing about her, she's straighforward, I do believe that if she thought about it, she would say to someone's face "I'm thinking about dating you."

On to another topic, Shigaraki met with another student. I'll be honest and say that it happens mainly out of necessity. If that doesn't happen, they don't go with the Pussycats, which causes some trouble. I could just say that they went with the Pussycats anyway, but, I don't know, feels off.

I was originally going to put that conversation in this chapter, but I believe it is long enough as is. Maybe I'd even skip it, even if it's going to be quite a bit different. Hey, if anyone can guess who he encountered with, and my thought process as to why he would approach that person, they get an imaginary cookie (yes, they have imaginary chips)

Well, I've rambled long enough, as always hope you liked it, leave a review to let me know what you liked and what you didn't.

That's all, see ya!