"Why did you explode?" Rose asked.
"Why'd you have to fall?" retorted Bakugo.
"I tripped," Rose replied simply. "You know that."
She brightened, and picked him up and spun around. "I'm so happy!"
"Let me go! Put me down!" yelled Bakugo, shocked she could lift him.
Rose calmed down, but was still smiling when she gently set Bakuog down.
"Why are you so happy?" Bakugo asked.
"Because now I'm not alone," Rose said, and with that, a flame shot out of her hand and hit a nearby tree, incinerating it instantly.
"So when we smelled smoke earlier…" Bakugo began.
"I was playing with fire," Rose replied, grinning. "It's not so bad now, though. My power is incendiary. I don't make fire, I obliterate stuff to ash with extreme heat. But you blow stuff up right?"
"Yeh," Bakugo replied. "You get it. It's dangerous and hard to control."
"Why are you mad?" Rose asked, surprised. "Do you not like being explosive?"
"Not always," he said sharply, then grinned. "It's a difficult power, but it does make me awesome.."
"But Bakugo…" Rose trailed off. It can't be half as bad as me…
Bakugo stood up. "Well are you going to get up or what?"
Rose stood, lost her balance, and fell again.
She doesn't seem like the clumsy type, thought Bakugo. "Is something wrong?"
Rose said nothing, just put her hand to her ankle. Her hand came back blood stained.
"Rose…" Bakugo was near-panicking now. He quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her upright. "Come on. We have to get home."
"Bakugo, I'm bleeding pretty bad, aren't I?" Rose said.
Bakugo looked down. There was a deep gash on her leg. "Don't worry about it. We're going home."
He pulled her to the dorm as fast as he could, but she collapsed at the door and could go no further.
Bakugo lifted her onto his back and carried her inside.