( Vash pauses, twists to look at Bakugo, blinking behind the orange of his glasses. Then he makes a noise, a half embarassed flutter of laughter. )

Wait, wait. Wrong way round. Horse-sized bird. They're tiny as babies. Like chicks. They come from eggs. But then they grow really big. Like a car. ( He lifts a hand, slides it over his face. ) Sorry, sorry. I was up pretty late. That would be pretty funny though. They'd have to be strong.

( He should have had coffee. He should have had so much coffee. )