08-13-2018, 05:46 AM
Truthfully, he would like to know first aid. He sees no harm in being able to treat himself of minor wounds should the times arise. After all, Bakugou is healing from his own wounds. The cuts and bites are beginning to clear up, now appearing as scars beneath his creamy pelt and only causing mild discomfort when he moves a certain way. The whole kerfuffle between Aita and Caesar made the ragdoll roll his eyes, unamused at the childish chatter spewing from the officer's lips. He agrees strongly with the sage's clearly superior logic, flicking an ear in her direction before he sits down and curls his fiery tail around his paws. There is a brief snort that projects from his lungs, a chuckle from a thought which has invited itself into his buzzing mind. Ah, it'd be nice to do a first aid lesson with an example...a live example. Bakugou closes his eyes, focusing on acknowledging his thought then casting it away once it has properly materialised. Yes, as much as the elemental boy would love to pound Caesar to the ground then suggest the officer to be used as an example for the first aid course, he doubts it can even happen. So, rather than wasting his breath with a snarky comment, he stays quiet.