Tch! [He saw right through his intentions and countered it. Bakugo scowls as he shoves his arms in a cross along his stomach, glaring to the place the statue had been before finally tossing his head to the side. Annoyed.] Fine. You can be the damn lookout when I want to search it.

[That's an order, his decision, and Hiyori can agree to it or not! It's not like Bakugo needs the lookout or anything. It's simply making use of a teammate's strong point. That's all.]

Plug your ears next time! [The logical stupid decision! What a shocker. Bakugo walks forward to the place the statue had been, scanning the floor for any sign of its presence. None whatsoever. Not even dust or dirt in the corners or flakes by the baseboards. All evidence in the hall of their activity was gone. Only the knocked plant was any indication the event took place.

It doesn't do much to settle the idea of the statue being a person's body with a spirit or some kind of magic inhabiting it, but also doesn't reinforce any idea he might have "killed" someone alive. Either dispelling the magic or sending the spirit off to another body or storage. He'll feel better if he sees the statue again, but isn't going to put Hiyori through the hunt. That burden falls to himself for his own comfort. Resigned, he drops his arms and backs off from the scene, returning to the idol.]

Haa? I'm not riding in a damn cart! We return it where we got it! [Despite rudely commandeering it, he's now obstinate in returning the thing properly without damage. What a responsible guy. Until Hiyori spins off on a wild romp idea.] Haa?! You wanna take this thing shopping?! They have bags for that! [And yes, he's been to the arcade before. It's an occasional hangout for him.]