[His teacher(s) have never thrown chalk at them, but Aizawa did strangle him a few times with his Capture Weapon. Midoriya said Sir Nighteye threw salaryman-style stamps at his enemies... But no, he's used to having teacher who can actually fight.

Ugh, of course they're going to yell about someone having bombs. He clicks his tongue in annoyance before detonating another explosion in his palm and looking off to the side like he's too cool (or pissed) to give a shit. Right. Las Vegas didn't have months to get used to the Outsiders like Neo Tokyo did.]

I didn't hit them hard enough to break bones. I know my own strength. [Are humans fragile in his world? No more than most other humans in his experience! But he isn't in his world. Despite that, Bakugo's never really given thought that the natives in this dimension/timeline/version of Earth are more physically frail than his own... Fuck.]

Get your ass back here! The cops are gonna need your side of the story before we turn into some local wanted criminals!

[Bakugo's staying right where he is. He wants to make sure the thugs are dealt with, both by the cops and the medics, and he intends to give his side of things to clear his name and not make future problems.]

You still didn't say why they were chasing you!