[Well, that's better than being skewered by said spade or whacked over the head with it. Strangely, it wouldn't be the first time someone's tried to bury him, either... Curiously, Yato glances over the notebooks, hands in his pants pockets. He's heard a bit about the greenhouse and the efforts going on there but had up until now never looked into it much.]

You just never saw me do it. I save it for special occasions.

[Hear that, Bakugo? Helping you out is ~special~!]

Yeah, yeah. How 'bout explaining whatcha got going on here?

[It's good to be Friends™.]