[It'll come eventually. Back home is a topic Bakugo has strong opinions and theories about, and one he doesn't mind talking about at length. Even if it does end up becoming a strong-armed argument where he occasionally tries bullying the other person into accepting the logic of his theory. Look, he has proof and will challenge people, dammit! Whenever Yato feels like bringing it up.

Yeah, "courteous" is one way of putting it. The resort has taken pains to make it a fancy ass golden cage, but a cage is still a cage. And most humans don't do well in captivity. Especially when they all had lives (most of them) going on back home before they were pulled here. Bastards.]

I'm not making friends here, dammit! [When the hell did this guy think he was even interested in being buddy buddy with him?! (Ignoring the fact Bakugo's not immune to eventually giving shits about certain people.) Bakugo heads for one of the booths, catching eye of a server and nodding. He's been here so often, they know him by name and what kind of food he likes. This time, he doesn't bother holding up a number (with his fingers) to get them started, since he wants Yato to have time to look at the menu.]

Hell if I know. Some people have theories, but nothing's concrete. The library, university, and a place called Cloak & Dagger are other areas the House doesn't have a strong hold on.

[And welcome to the lore, Yato.]