[Nothing like a good wake-up call to get your head out of the clouds, huh? It's so far out there he can't help being a bit disbelieving even if it doesn't feel quite like any dream he's ever had. Usually his nightmares are more grounded in reality than this kooky place. Poor Yato hasn't even thought about what's going on back home; he's still finding his footing here.

The resort certainly is... courteous, considering they've been kidnapped and are apparently being forced into shacking up with strangers or else. Or else what, he can't help wondering. Maybe once Bakugo warms up, they can trade information a bit more openly, without trying to bite each other's heads off.]

That's how all friendships start, though! We exchange names, and then we're not strangers anymore! [Something they haven't done yet, have they? Too much banter and bickering going on for pleasantries. Maybe food will put the kid in a better mood. Yato certainly isn't going to complain about hitting up somewhere so nice looking, and he can't help admiring the place as they enter, giving Bakugo a slightly surprised look at the tip.]

Oh-- Thanks. I wonder why that is...? Guess I shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth, though. I mean, who wants to be bothered while they're eating? That'd just be annoying.