[ Bakugo’s narration reminds Choso to remain present, to stay here in the confines of the tub and to not chase the bloody hare down the dangerous path of his fritzing blood connection.
Don’t shoot him in the face. Doable. Wash off, doable. Bleed freely, more than doable. ]
It’sh ohkay.
[ The blood is tenable, he means; this will pass, he means; no one is in danger, he means, but it’s more words than Choso is prepared to say, more than he has room for in his blood-thick mouth. So he must make do with this pitiful attempt at reassurance, head bowing as if to say, ‘thanks for hosing me off, mister’. ]
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Date: 4/29/24 19:30 (UTC)Don’t shoot him in the face. Doable. Wash off, doable. Bleed freely, more than doable. ]
It’sh ohkay.
[ The blood is tenable, he means; this will pass, he means; no one is in danger, he means, but it’s more words than Choso is prepared to say, more than he has room for in his blood-thick mouth. So he must make do with this pitiful attempt at reassurance, head bowing as if to say, ‘thanks for hosing me off, mister’. ]