he scoffs in response. bakugou’s hand closes over hers, and heels pivot into the dirt for purchase as he hauls her up the last couple of steps. he hadn’t expected her to follow him up here, but he wasn’t about to chase her off either. so, there’s a roll to his shoulders and a sort of half tempered eagerness lost in the lines of his grin. “look.”  his free hand giving a rough gesture toward the drop before them.