[He does not want to deal with this right now. He's on edge and running on two hours of sleep tops and the last thing he wants is to have a conversation about morals while fighting that sickening weight of dread in the pit of his stomach.]

The law? [He barks out a laugh, sharp and abrasive.]

There are no laws here. There's only the rules of our kidnappers and us, and I'm not about to let them win just because they put me in handcuffs once and have a shitty piece of paper with a stamp on it. [Fuck. He's a fucking idiot. This is why Deku is better suited for this shit. Maybe he's not worthy of being a hero at all. He barely realizes what he's saying now, he's just reacting, explosive and angry as always.]

You can feel however you want. But you don't get to speak for me. No one has that privilege 'cept me, understand?