Izuku, my man, my boy, meet Jean. Currently fresh off shore leave and thus still in their sailing outfit (more on that later...), Jean's clocking in at just over five feet tall, possibly negative six pounds, and is Vibrating(tm) in excitement. You see how pointy their teeth look in this icon? Yeah. Their smile is like that. The sharp, almost triangular teeth fit together Oddly Well, unnaturally well really, and the expression on their face is either 'I'm ecstatic to meet you' or 'I'm envisioning your skin as a tasteful lampshade'. Good luck guessing which it is.
"Good afternoon! Good day! Fresh off the ferry, comrade?"
The Inn!
Izuku, my man, my boy, meet Jean. Currently fresh off shore leave and thus still in their sailing outfit (more on that later...), Jean's clocking in at just over five feet tall, possibly negative six pounds, and is Vibrating(tm) in excitement. You see how pointy their teeth look in this icon? Yeah. Their smile is like that. The sharp, almost triangular teeth fit together Oddly Well, unnaturally well really, and the expression on their face is either 'I'm ecstatic to meet you' or 'I'm envisioning your skin as a tasteful lampshade'. Good luck guessing which it is.
"Good afternoon! Good day! Fresh off the ferry, comrade?"