[In all honestly, the relatively sassy, salty replies are nothing compared to the fire and brimstone that comes out of Bakugou's mouth sometimes. Ochako simply nods, then moves forward to carefully place a hand on Ranpo's shoulder, with all five fingers. He'll start to float off the ground a few inches, before Ochako scoops him up like the princess he is.]

Alright, then I'll carry you like this, is that alright? I'm sure we can spot a hospital or clinic from up here, too, or ask someone when we get down... Someone much nicer. For now, let me know if I'm hurting you when I hold you, alright?