"Most of the villains committing petty crimes aren't that bright."

Fangs, he's decided as his eyes linger on her smile. He's going to call her Fangs.

"No telling. Even if he can't directly attack anyone, if he can still use his quirk he could make a mess. Mine's still active. His might be too."

He pulls his mask back into place and checks his gear as he talks. Making sure everything is good.

"I'll take a raincheck on that sparring offer. Gotta get back to work right now."

He doesn't wait for a reply. He walks far enough away from her to make sure she won't be in the way and then he's aiming his palms at the ground and using very carefully calculated explosions to launch himself skyward.