Dabi would get back to normal eventually, she's sure, but for now it really is strange not to see him spread out and lounging to take up as much space as possible with his skinny limbs and long coat akimbo. He looks so much smaller in simple, normal peasants' clothes. It reminds her of her efforts to try and make sure that he, and the rest of them, actually ate enough to keep going. They could all get so distracted from it and forget how to make relatively decent food on their absolutely miniscule budget.

A bowl of soup that's held up mostly by western sweet potato and offal thanks to the shortage is put down in front of him, though something tells her that it will probably need to be reheated before he touches it.

She opens her mouth to immediately reply that, good, he shouldn't have his power if he was just going to use it to treat his underlings like shit, but an offhand part of what he says hits her belatedly.

"What about Compress' arm?" There is already murder in the set of her jaw. They'd been briefed on Chisaki's abilities before Jin had brought the man to them for the meeting. If he really had used Overhaul on one of her people...