"It's..." Dabi starts before sighing and pulling his hand away to run it over his face. It rests over his mouth a minute as he chews at his lip. "I don't know how much you really want to hear right now, Magne. It's been bad. We lost more than just you, I wasn't exaggerating when I said it was a war."

Letting out a breath he hadn't realized he had started to hold he let his hand fall away and leaned back a bit before looking at her again. "I'll tell you everything, but I don't know if you wanna hear it out here where others could over hear. And it's not gonna be pretty."