[ Billy gets a wave back in greeting with a little more vigor than usual, even if Shigaraki is still the more casual of this terrible duo, not moving from his sprawl on the couch. His sneakers are up on the coffee table because no one ever taught him manners.

At least he's following the memo of wearing their best or something like it, which in Shigaraki's case means a tapered black shirt, black pants, and a red cape trimmed with white fur. Despite his chuuniness, it's easy to tell he's not a twink under all this edge. Weights are numbers too.]

It's called a Nomu. They're somethin' that one of my sponsors back home made for my Master. They belong to me now, and I don't need anymore of 'em. And even if I did, immature ones are really only good for fodder.

That machine's function is basically reconstruction, give it criteria by puttin' something in and it'll spit out somethin' related to it, or it'll try to anyway. You got a Nomu because you used someone from our world. If you used someone else, who knows what it would've spit out. You know what a gatcha is? Or RNG? Like that with a focus banner.

[ He won't explain if Billy doesn't know, smh. And for the other question, he just gestures to Overhaul. ]