[Unfortunately it seems acceptance is the only option eventually. Someone can deny it all they want, but once their suit flares up and they start solidifying... well, the choice is clear. You either get with it or get stoned. And as nice as Yato thinks he'd look in marble, he's not keen on actually becoming one.]
Rhetorical statement! Punk... [He mutters that last bit under his breath, insults coming easier than normal thanks to the strange and somewhat horrifying situation he's found himself in. Not that there's any real malice behind it. Bakugo just happens to be the bearer of bad news.]
Could be that they are trying? Maybe? Hopefully...? [With a groan he faceplants into the table, knowing damn well that's not the answer. Bakugo is right, of course, loath as he is to admit it. And upon hearing about the staff, he lets out a muffled scream, lifting his head enough to drop it back down, banging his head on the hard surface.] This. Is. So. Stupid.
[Each word is punctuated with a thud. Somebody's not coping well.]
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Rhetorical statement! Punk... [He mutters that last bit under his breath, insults coming easier than normal thanks to the strange and somewhat horrifying situation he's found himself in. Not that there's any real malice behind it. Bakugo just happens to be the bearer of bad news.]
Could be that they are trying? Maybe? Hopefully...? [With a groan he faceplants into the table, knowing damn well that's not the answer. Bakugo is right, of course, loath as he is to admit it. And upon hearing about the staff, he lets out a muffled scream, lifting his head enough to drop it back down, banging his head on the hard surface.] This. Is. So. Stupid.
[Each word is punctuated with a thud. Somebody's not coping well.]