[One comes to realize that he's a bit like a yappy puppy, mostly bark and very little actual bite, thankfully. Though armed with self-producing dynamite. Gotta watch out for those explosions! Or prod him into producing them so he has an outlet. Either or. But yeah-- can't argue with the god not being the healthiest example around. That would be bald-faced lie and a half.

Strangely, that's quite true. A soft fuck speaks volumes all on its own just as much as loud, angry one might. Not that Yato's ever heard the former come from Bakugo. It's usually the more exuberant of exclamations that come from the kid. Hence the defensive posture. Once they're done lightly bickering however, he can't help a smile.]

Oh, I've got plenty of her. Wanna see~? [He's half joking, half not. He's so very proud of Hiyori and pleased by showing her off to anybody and everybody that might listen for ten seconds. Besides, it's clear he's not getting that patented Bakugo Smile today, so. Woe. :( He will collect all the Bakugo expressions, and then make them into trading cards, heh.]

Haha... Wonder what kind of plant I'd grow into, in that case. [What's that? A little bit of approval? Hurray! It's a miracle! But by now Yato knows better than to make a huge deal out of it, so he merely grins absently, forgetting himself momentarily and thus earning the scolding.] Whoops,-- Sorry 'bout that.

[They were a bit close together, but he should've noticed that. He got distracted.] Heh, thanks. ...think any of these will be good for pain relief? [He has a specific reason for asking, but for now he doesn't feel like saying why.]