[ Although he's less confused when he initially arrived, thanks to the help of some of those from his home, it doesn't help his curiosity. Where he should have stayed in his new 'home', he's out wandering and exploring again. The dust still tickles at the back of his throat, and no amount of water seems to satisfy it, but he's sure it will pass in time.

Instead, he's out in the open air again, disturbed by how eerily quiet things are. He's so distracted by the buildings and natives walking around that he doesn't realize he's run right into someone. Rounding a corner, head upturned, he smacks right into someone else.

He nearly opens his mouth to speak, surprised and apologetic, but fumbles for his device at the last minute. ] Sorry! Are you okay? I guess I was a little distracted!

[ The red dust had been everywhere when they first arrived, and seeing it again, Deku can't help but investigate. Anything that will give them answers about this place has to be worth checking out. The dust had been mostly harmless before, just drying out his throat, making speech and sound nigh impossible. This feels like it might be different, like it's more important, somehow.

He's not exactly sure he should have adventured on his own. In fact, he's certain he should have informed Aizawa at the very least, before tearing off into an investigation of his own. When it makes it to the shore he crouches to the water to test the temperature, making a face at how cool it is. It's only then he sees the pair of feet beside him and he pops up. He quickly pulls out his device. ]

Want to try and swim across? [ It's a calculated risk. The dust wasn't harmful before and maybe the source of it will give them some answers! ]

[ Deku saw the little jars lining the hallways of the home he's staying at, but didn't give them too much thought. He's wary of this place still, cautious. Although it doesn't seem outright violent or threatening, he can't help the unease that settles in the back of his mind. It's always there, quietly humming under the surface.

He's just gone outside when he sees the commotion— people excited and hugging and what might be silent laughter? He's not sure. He walks up to someone standing nearby, device in hand. ] ... is there a party? What's going on?