( Quirk, he says, and there's a subtle shift in Esikko's already growing interest. A rather unique way of referring to an ability, magical or otherwise, that he knows for fact Dabi uses. So, from the same world? It's something he files away immediately, humming in thought over the words. )

This may seem inconsequential to you, but the House, and each of us "players", seem to benefit from the connection of sex. It's not enough to get off alone in your room, and interestingly, even while far apart and messaging one another over the Watch, you can get cards together. But it involves a connection.

( He curls his fingers at his own cheek, watching Bakugo's face now with fond interest. He doesn't feel like being subtle about it. Not when he's this funny. )

So, you know. It might work if you did it right here, in front of me. Or I could give you a hand, leave it impersonal. Or you could stubbornly refuse all of my offers, and I'll then expect to find you later in the clinic.

( His head tilts. )

By the way, people come here from all sorts of realms, so it's easiest to think of magic, like what I would use, as something similar enough to your "Quirk". They're all abilities, not sleight of hand.