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                                                                                                                                [h1]Ezra[/h1]

Ezra's focus was broken when the boy began talking. Apparently, his reasoning was not because of his reputation, which wasn't particularly strange to him. Though it was the typical reasoning for challenging Ezra to a fight, there were others, but it definitely took the edge off him. He then began to spoke, referring to himself as the worst in the class, and stating that he expected Ezra to look at him crazy. Ezra was dumbfounded by this. He couldn't believe that somebody could look at themselves and believe themselves to be the weakest out of everybody in the class. Ezra didn't share this opinion to be perfectly honest, he thought he might be the stupidest for his bad decision but not the weakest.

Ezra was shocked when he had spoken about this being the first time he used his quirk in a fight. He wasn't bothered by that, Ezra knew the kids that went to this school were most of the time from nice upper class backgrounds where they didn't have to get their hands dirty. He began speaking about his quirk being more of a detrimental health issue than anything positive for him, and he did feel sympathy as he spoke about being stuck in children's hospitals rather than being able to go out and live his life. He was fairly impressed that he had been able to overcome the odds, which was all the more reason he was mad at his opinion of himself. He wasn't particularly empathetic usually, or at all for that matter, but he felt as if he had to speak up about this. Yet he couldn't. He continued to listen. 

His explanation continued, with him continuing to state his inability. He agreed to an extent that his abilities and thinking definitely needed polishing, and considering that was his first battle, he couldn't hold him to too much fault for what happened earlier, and at this point, he learned what the challenge was for. Experience. It was a good mindset to have, and he found himself with a bit more respect for the kid. Action is the best way to figure it out, and flinging yourself into the deep end was the fastest way to improve. He felt as if the kid was trying to catch up through force of will alone. He at least recognized that Ezra was within the top 3 of the class, which made him smile. He'd been recognised.

"Surely ya can think of a better nickname than E, c'mon. I'll fight ya, but if that's ya first time using ya quirk to fight, or even fighting by the looks of it, ya have a lot to learn. You can learn from school, but I can teach ya how to fight if ya that desperate." he spoke with a less serious tone but softer. Ezra very rarely showed significant emotion in this way, but he did seem to be serious and quite affected by it.

[@pkken]