[They lock strength for a moment, with the cloth between them holding far more sturdily than a cloth should. so, this was her strength without a quirk? Definitely enough to be an issue if he took a wrong step.]
[He wouldn't disarm her like this, though. So, when he feels their weight and pull equal, he lets it loose. The fabric drops, the strength behind it gone, and Aizawa ready to take advantage of any moment where she may stumble.]
[The fabric is still between them, as he then approaches from the opposite side that he grappled her on. This time the target is the legs, to attempt to get them tied together. His gaze never leaves her. He knows that the second he looks away there's a chance for counter-attack. He knows he'll have to blink, soon, and he's got not mask to hide that fact from his opponent.]
[With the cloth on one side, still limply hanging between them, and the cloth on the other to attempt to seal her movement, his neck is almost entirely visible. Whatever it was made of, it wasn't infinite, and it was getting woven over the cold floor with less and less for him to use.]
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[He wouldn't disarm her like this, though. So, when he feels their weight and pull equal, he lets it loose. The fabric drops, the strength behind it gone, and Aizawa ready to take advantage of any moment where she may stumble.]
[The fabric is still between them, as he then approaches from the opposite side that he grappled her on. This time the target is the legs, to attempt to get them tied together. His gaze never leaves her. He knows that the second he looks away there's a chance for counter-attack. He knows he'll have to blink, soon, and he's got not mask to hide that fact from his opponent.]
[With the cloth on one side, still limply hanging between them, and the cloth on the other to attempt to seal her movement, his neck is almost entirely visible. Whatever it was made of, it wasn't infinite, and it was getting woven over the cold floor with less and less for him to use.]