You can't control your lungs. It's ridiculous, this is just a bit of rope, you could bite or claw through it if you tried hard enough (no you couldn't, he's too good at this.)

"She was fucking taller," Katsuki's Benio repeats, fangs out. "The fuck she was." Katsuki knows what, who his daemon is talking about. He doesn’t want to know, but he does. Benio is about eye level with Midoriya Yuina. She probably also knows what she’s talking about. Maybe the shitty fainting mini-steak on the hoof just decided to stand up properly today. Maybe Katsuki and Benio have other shit to think about, like the upcoming tournament, and other shit not to think about, like needing to be fucking saved by a fucking useless quirkless mook and his fucking fainting goat, the biggest joke of the animal kingdom bar none.