Yagi watches as the door closes behind the young Midoriya, the sound echoing through the now dead silent room. His gaze slides over to where Recovery Girl stands. An almost constipated look is on her face. He snorts involuntarily and quickly glances away as Recovery Girl looks at him.

"What?" She asks.

He coughs. "N-nothing!"

She must shrug it off, passing it as another one of his antics because she continues as if it never happened. "Tsukauchi said something interesting to me when we were walking together."

This raises Yagi's interest and he leans forward. "What do you mean?"

Recovery Girl sighs and leans back in her chair. "He said that Midoriya lied."

Yagi almost chokes on his own spit and Recovery Girl has to pat his back as he tries not to die. Coughing has never been good for his injuries, so he tries to stifle them to the best of his ability.

Recovery Girl leaves while his coughing fit dissipates, but returns after a moment with a glass of water. He faintly wonders where she keeps getting the glasses and water from, but he pushes the thought away.

"A-about what?!"

Her eyes narrow, "He said it was when he asked him a question. About how he knew that the villains were going to attack you."

Here All Might's face twists in confusion. "Why would young Midoriya lie about that?"

Recovery Girl just shrugs. "Your guess guess is as good as mine." She sighs and leans back in her chair. "I'm concerned about that boy. He is very sweet and brave, that much I know, but I can't shake the feeling that I'm missing something. Something big."

Yagi nods his head in agreement. "I understand where you're coming from. I want to trust him, and I do to some extent, but I feel like he's hiding something." Worry swirls in his gut and he feels his face darken in consternation.

He lifts his gaze to the short woman in front of him and sees his own expression mirrored in hers. "I can't help but worry for the kid. Somehow I can just tell that he's the one, you know?" He shakes his head, "But how can I give him One for All when I know next to nothing about him?"

"It's not my place to tell you what to do or how to feel," Recovery Girl says, "but if I were you, I wouldn't just sit around and do nothing."

The confusion rises above the other, conflicting, emotions he's feeling. His face must show as much because Recovery Girl huffs at him and crosses her arms like it's obvious. "You're the one complaining about not knowing anything about him, yet you've taken no steps to actually get to know him!"

He opens his mouth and then closes it, doing this a few more times until his mouth forms an 'Oh'.

That, is actually a very good point, he thinks sheepishly. He feels his face start to heat up. "Well," he mutters quietly, "when you put it that way..." he trails off, the statement hanging in the air.

Recovery Girl shakes her head. "Whatever you do, just try to make sure that boy stays out of here for awhile." Her eyes narrow dangerously, "If he ends up in here too much more then I'll have to ban him from the infirmary."

She quickly amends her statement at his look. "Not literally. I'll just make him believe he'll have to be more careful."

Yagi nods his head and sudden found himself fighting the urge to laugh. A snort escapes him and Recovery Girl looks at him funnily. "What?" She asks him.

The image of the short woman refusing to let young Midoriya inside the infirmary flashes in his mind, making him want to laugh harder. The laughter immediately cut off once he realizes just why young Midoriya might need to go to the infirmary. "N-nothing," he says after a moment.

Recovery Girl raises an eyebrow at this, but then shrugs it off. "Well, you seem well enough to leave."

He is thrown off at the sudden change in subject and he dumbly responds with a, "W-What?"

She hops off her chair and walks toward her desk. "You've healed up nicely over the past few hours, and there's not much else I can do for you, so you're free to go. So long as you're feeling up to it, that is." She hops onto her office chair and spins around to look at him.

"I'm sure I can make it home alright. My wound doesn't hurt nearly as much as it did when I first got here." And it's true. He's not completely out of pain, he hasn't been for five years now, but it was nothing he couldn't handle. The biggest worry he has is about having enough energy to make it all the way home.

"Good." She turns to her desk once more. "I'm still not happy that you got out of bed earlier, but if you could do that, then you should be fine going home."

Yagi nods in agreement. He had felt fine getting up to comfort young Midoriya, so he feels confident in his abilities of getting home. He shifts in his bed, continuing only once he is sure he won't jostle his wounds.

Getting out of the bed is surprisingly easy. It's as though he was never in bed to begin with. Standing up, he can't help but look down at himself. Bandages are wrapped tightly around his chest and shoulder, but other than that, he appears to have no other injuries. He has Recovery Girl to thank for that.

Looking around, he glances at Recovery Girl. "Is there any shirts that I can borrow?"

The short woman startles as she realizes he was only wearing his oversized yellow suit pants. "Of course! Just give me a second."

She spins around in her office chair and pushes towards the wooden sliding doors on the wall. With it now open, he looks past her to see a variety of equipment and medicine filed neatly in place. Recovery Girl reaches down and opens a drawer, pulling out a plain white t-shirt. It is clearly way too big for his scrawny form, but she spins back to him with it held out in front of her.

"It's a little big, but you wear big clothing anyways so you'll be fine."

Yagi splutters for a moment, a little surprised at her comment. The woman just waved it off. "Oh stop acting so surprised. You know it's true."

He feels heat rise to his face and glances away. "It's because I need to be able to transform without ripping my clothes." He mutters while walking towards her. She just hums in response and he grabs the shirt.

Carefully lifting his arms, he slips the shirt on over his head. It settles unevenly on his shoulders, one of the sides slipping off, but he doesn't pay it any mind.

Looking back at Recovery Girl, he sees a concerned look on her face. "Did that hurt?" She asks him.

Shaking his head, he smiles at her. "No, It's fine. Thank you for asking."

She smiled warmly at him. "Always, dearie." She pushes herself towards her desk once more and he has to jump back slightly to avoid his toes getting run over. He frowns at that.

"Do you by chance have any shoes I could borrow as well?" He asks nervously.

Spinning back towards him, he sees the frown is back. "No, I don't, unfortunately. It would be strange to just have an extra pair of shoes lying around, don't you think?"

This time it's Yagi's turn to frown. "Some would say it's strange to have extra shirts lying around as well."

Recovery Girl snorts at this. "People ruin their shirts all the time in battle. The same typically can't be said for shoes though."

"Well then, what happened to mine?"

She looks at him strangely. "You know what happened to them. After being dug though the concrete as much as they did I'm surprised they were even still on your feet by the time the fight was over. They were ruined like the rest of your clothes." She glances at his pants. "Besides your pants."

He chuckles, "Right. Well, I think I'll be able to manage. It's mostly just a train ride to get home."

He can practically feel the concern radiating off her. "If you say so. Here eat this." She suddenly is holding a piece of candy out to him. "To help give you some energy." She explains.

Taking the candy, he pops it into his mouth. It tastes sweet.

Swallowing it, he gives her nod. "Thank you, Chiyo."

She smiles at her name, "Anytime, Toshinori."

Something suddenly pops into his mind. "Oh, do you remember what we talked about last concerning young Midoriya?" She nods. "Have you made any headway?"

Shaking her head, she sighs. "Nothing of importance. It's worrying, honestly."

Yagi puts a hand on her shoulder, "I know. For now, just keep searching for what you can find. I'll do my best to help."

"Thank you," she says with a smile, "but I'm afraid there's not much you can do without the proper knowledge. I appreciate your offer though."

He nods. Turning away to face the door, he starts to walk away. Pausing in front of the door, he glances over his shoulder. "I know you may be harsh on the students sometimes, but I know it's only because you care."

She huffs are that. "Well someone has to scare them into being more careful."

Yagi laughs, "You and Aizawa." The laughter dies down. "Thank you, though. For everything."

She smiles at him. "And thank you, All Might, for everything."

And with that, he opens the door and starts his journey home.