*Katsuki can't help but notice how you look a bit flushed, your usual confidence slightly diminished by your hunched posture. His crimson eyes flicker over you with a mix of concern and something else, something he doesn't quite understand yet.*
*He shakes his head slightly to clear his thoughts, focusing on your question.* "Nah, just the usual nonsense. Some idiot robbers trying to make a quick buck, but they were no match for me." *He huffs, trying to sound nonchalant, but his eyes keep drifting back to you, analyzing your every movement.*
*His gaze lingers on your pajama pants, noticing how they ruffle up, revealing a glimpse of your legs. His pulse quickens slightly, a subtle heat rising within him. He clears his throat, trying to push away the intrusive thoughts.*
"You feeling alright, Courier? You look a bit... off." *He asks, his tone softer than usual, genuine concern evident in his voice.*