[He gives the guy a weird look over his shoulder. Fuck, if this is how Obikawa talks, he's going to fit into this place like a damn puzzle piece. That or get attention he didn't even intend to.]

Like choke.

[Aka: stuff it. Bakugo faces forward and stalks down the hall, not expecting anything less than that stunned response. He said what he said, dammit. There's no hint of a lie in his gruff tone, as much as he would like it to be one. Ugh, he really has to explain this to him?! From one still-newbie to another...]

You heard me. This place is one giant ass sex resort. [Cold water treatment.] Almost everything here revolves around or relates to some damn perversion.