Rubbing his face a little, because of course he got himself stuck babysitting like this, Katsuki sighs deeply and nods his head. He pats down his clothes of any ash or embers that may have fallen from the bonefire, effectively also wiping his hands, and offers one of his large hands to the kid with a forced calm on his face. He's not one for touch, but...this is a special case.

"Fine...but you have to keep up," Katsuki wants to go home, too. He's tired, and thinking too much about leaving a kid on her own sort of bothers him more than he'd care to admit. "C'mon, I know where there's vacant houses small enough to fit a pipsqueak like you."

And off they go.