Shoto quietly accepts that Bakugo is definitely at his limit for most things in that moment. Maybe even talking considering he said he'd tell him more after their journey. He does add a soft: "I got told they weren't poisoned." But it's under his breath and now he's worried these candies really will chew through his stomach.

Luckily, his stomach is either made of iron or that doesn't come to pass. They end up at Bakugo's place and Shoto makes no qualms about just doing what he does. He lets Bakugo go where he needs to, which is obviously to lay down and Shoto doesn't stray too far. This isn't his home, of course, so he respectfully takes a seat somewhere close but not too close. There are no questions, no words, no nothing. He lets his head hang back, too, looking up at the ceiling while he sighs and tries to think of the mess he's in as a whole.

Monsters, castles, kidnappers... people able to mess with their powers? "Bakugo?" he asks a little softer than he intended, but again Bakugo needs to depress. "If I slept for just a half hour, can I do that here?" He's not tired, not 'sleepy', he just needs to rest. He just got hit with a lot of things.