[It really wasn't hard to discover his preference in foods, really. On top of being...indeed very loud about it, Ochako had the horrible misfortune to accidentally take out some of his leftovers from the fridge for breakfast before an early morning jog. Needless to say, after one bite, she face light up worse than Todoroki's left side and probably drowned her head in a carton of milk and crawled back to her room to die. Ochako can tolerate spice, a little bit, but the radioactive levels Bakugou enjoys...merciful heavens.

But, despite that, Ochako blinks, then beams at the thanks. Not something she'd expect to hear come out of Bakugou's mouth, but it makes her feel warm, in a good way. He really isn't such a bad guy - not like what he appears to be, anyway. She's about to say something, before she pauses, blinks, then stares.]

Wha--I'm...EEH?! Bakugou, you have to keep taking medicine!! Sometimes twice, even three times a day! For a week, or longer sometimes!! You can't really...h-have you never been sick before?! Are you a god?!

[What the FUCK, Katsuki.]