[It could always be worse; doesn't hold a fucking candle to what happened now. Bakugo might have some faith in the castle's structural integrity, but with the damage done in the storming and the kaiju battle, including the holds the damn gundam punched through the wall, he isn't keen on keeping anyone down here longer than necessary. They have to get the injured Outsiders out of the castle and to the medics, unless doing so would kill them.
Heaven can collect their ashes and scattered parts. He says, but obviously didn't kill.
Dan Heng saved himself from another shout. Bakugo's had someone apologize for apologizing and it pissed him off then as well as now! Apologizing for your own pain and existence... what the fuck? He lets the dragon handle the water and medicine as he needs, red eyes scanning around the cell for something he could use to splint, bind, or otherwise support.]
The kaiju could shapeshift. It was the bat. [What fucking bat?! ... Bakugo's not asking. Wracking Dan Heng's hurting brain and making him relive something traumatic is a fucked-up way of helping. Accept his delusions or questions and let him get on without conflict.] Yeah, you'll all feel better soon. Lets get you out of here.
[Tight-fitting fabric offers little cushion when the dragon headbutts his shoulder, though the strong muscle underneath that fabric might offer its own comfort. He might be young, but Bakugo doesn't skip workouts. Handling the momentary flare of panic and fear feels akin to yanking the wheel of a car or hauling back on the reins of a horse.]
You're all probably gonna have more medicine when you get to the hospital. [Treatment for their pain, cloths to handle blood, efforts to save their lives and repair the damage done. Scars in their future, therapy, struggles, all of it worth the price of keeping the Outsiders alive. Bakugo has a feeling he'll be sticking with Dan Heng for a bit to reassure him when they get up to the medical shuttle. Meeting the dragon's eyes, the young hero holds them until the anxiety fades somewhat.]
Here. [No time to be stingy. Bakugo brings a second container of water and uncaps it as well. First one mouthful of water, letting Dan Heng either guzzle it down or hold it in his mouth for a bit. The second one afterwards. He'll keep the final one in reserve with the last vial of painkiller. As much as it'd be nice to give that to Dan Heng, he has a feeling someone else will need it. Unable to find anything to help, Bakugo has to make the difficult decision of setting his companion's limbs. Encouraging his legs to gently stretch out below him, then his arms to rest over his chest, unless it's too damaged and needs to dangle straight. That's the best he can do before cupping one arm around the dragon's shoulders and the other under his knees. Muscles flex and he pushes with his legs to lift the man as attentively as possible, keeping everything between his joints from jostling or jerking. Guh, that's not going to feel good in the morning...] Try to stay awake. Talk to me.
[With a grind of his boots on the cell floor, Bakugo turns and exits, bringing Dan Heng with him out of his captivity.]
he's an attractive target for some reason? more like life likes to humble him.
[It could always be worse; doesn't hold a fucking candle to what happened now. Bakugo might have some faith in the castle's structural integrity, but with the damage done in the storming and the kaiju battle, including the holds the damn gundam punched through the wall, he isn't keen on keeping anyone down here longer than necessary. They have to get the injured Outsiders out of the castle and to the medics, unless doing so would kill them.
Heaven can collect their ashes and scattered parts.
He says, but obviously didn't kill.Dan Heng saved himself from another shout. Bakugo's had someone apologize for apologizing and it pissed him off then as well as now! Apologizing for your own pain and existence... what the fuck? He lets the dragon handle the water and medicine as he needs, red eyes scanning around the cell for something he could use to splint, bind, or otherwise support.]
The kaiju could shapeshift. It was the bat. [What fucking bat?! ... Bakugo's not asking. Wracking Dan Heng's hurting brain and making him relive something traumatic is a fucked-up way of helping. Accept his delusions or questions and let him get on without conflict.] Yeah, you'll all feel better soon. Lets get you out of here.
[Tight-fitting fabric offers little cushion when the dragon headbutts his shoulder, though the strong muscle underneath that fabric might offer its own comfort. He might be young, but Bakugo doesn't skip workouts. Handling the momentary flare of panic and fear feels akin to yanking the wheel of a car or hauling back on the reins of a horse.]
You're all probably gonna have more medicine when you get to the hospital. [Treatment for their pain, cloths to handle blood, efforts to save their lives and repair the damage done. Scars in their future, therapy, struggles, all of it worth the price of keeping the Outsiders alive. Bakugo has a feeling he'll be sticking with Dan Heng for a bit to reassure him when they get up to the medical shuttle. Meeting the dragon's eyes, the young hero holds them until the anxiety fades somewhat.]
Here. [No time to be stingy. Bakugo brings a second container of water and uncaps it as well. First one mouthful of water, letting Dan Heng either guzzle it down or hold it in his mouth for a bit. The second one afterwards. He'll keep the final one in reserve with the last vial of painkiller. As much as it'd be nice to give that to Dan Heng, he has a feeling someone else will need it. Unable to find anything to help, Bakugo has to make the difficult decision of setting his companion's limbs. Encouraging his legs to gently stretch out below him, then his arms to rest over his chest, unless it's too damaged and needs to dangle straight. That's the best he can do before cupping one arm around the dragon's shoulders and the other under his knees. Muscles flex and he pushes with his legs to lift the man as attentively as possible, keeping everything between his joints from jostling or jerking. Guh, that's not going to feel good in the morning...] Try to stay awake. Talk to me.
[With a grind of his boots on the cell floor, Bakugo turns and exits, bringing Dan Heng with him out of his captivity.]