He doesn't usually think of toxins or venoms. Bakugou knows better than to touch a suspicious looking plant let alone consume it. The use of poison in any other other case such as battle or putting into food was dirty, coward's move. Then again, it doesn't hurt to learn. Whether or not the information will stay in his head or not was left to chance, the cream ragdoll approaching with a look of neutrality. He glances at the assortment of herbs in front of the faerie before glancing at Goldenluxury. It's difficult not to compare himself to her now that he was technically her equal in rank. To his luck (or perhaps misfortune), his thoughts are interrupted by a certain prosthetic legged feline, the male flicking his ear at the motor mouth. The newcomer was always trying too hard to be a pain in everyone's asses. Once he thought of the other that way, it was much easier to think of everything more clearly - a whiny teenager who wanted attention. Simple, easy.

Bakugou simply takes a seat closer to the back, stonelike eyes drawn towards Seamus, narrowed slightly as he thinks of his previous interactions with the family of foreign-speaking pirates. He hopes this lesson doesn't turn into a half-English, half-Hawaiian mix because he was willing to riot.