[It's fine. Everyone makes stupid, near-fatal mistakes once in a while. He's had to deal with a lot of dumbasses in this place, from the staff to the high ranks to the newcomers, and dammit if he's not ready to take it out on someone who's pushing his fucking buttons! A hand curls hard enough his knuckles crack, there's a 💢 vein pounding on his brow.
Thin ice, bastard. Thin. Fucking. Ice.]
Good! You can stay mute then!
[Such is the hope! That Joshua shatters in the next few seconds, much to Bakugo's ire. Luckily, the guy talks to his unspoken curiosity, so the scales continue their precarious balancing act.]
Why? Your hands and voice still worked.
[Granted, he was croaking out some choked calls for help by the time Bakugo came upon him, but Joshua hasn't said anything to start the magic on his throat and arm. So it's not voice required... unless he murmured it real fucking quietly.]
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Thin ice, bastard. Thin. Fucking. Ice.]
Good! You can stay mute then!
[Such is the hope! That Joshua shatters in the next few seconds, much to Bakugo's ire. Luckily, the guy talks to his unspoken curiosity, so the scales continue their precarious balancing act.]
Why? Your hands and voice still worked.
[Granted, he was croaking out some choked calls for help by the time Bakugo came upon him, but Joshua hasn't said anything to start the magic on his throat and arm. So it's not voice required... unless he murmured it real fucking quietly.]
Che! Improve your reaction speed.