[Bakugou stares up at the simulated sky as if silently pleading with it, before he easily caves and retorts, ignoring that gruesome image in his head.]
I said I could blow it up, not that I would! What am I gonna do in space?! And why do you care? You'd live.
[By now, he's just arguing to argue (and win), but as he glances to the side his expression sours even more because those stupid gravestones are still there.]
Enough talking. These graves are pissing me off.
[And without any other warning, he almost does the same thing again, instead releasing his explosions to be aimed at several of the graves in a deafening cacophony.]
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I said I could blow it up, not that I would! What am I gonna do in space?! And why do you care? You'd live.
[By now, he's just arguing to argue (and win), but as he glances to the side his expression sours even more because those stupid gravestones are still there.]
Enough talking. These graves are pissing me off.
[And without any other warning, he almost does the same thing again, instead releasing his explosions to be aimed at several of the graves in a deafening cacophony.]