I'M TALKING ABOUT OUR LAWS!! [Ochako finally snaps - Ochako suddenly doesn't give a damn if he's not sleeping, or only running on two hours. She's tired too, and angry, and frustrated, and not sure how to handle him when he's like this because she just...she feels like she can't get through to him. They're too different. And it hurts, because it seems like they could never fit together as friends...that all this is just waiting for something to knock it over, like a fragile house of cards.] STOP PRETENDING LIKE THEY DON'T EXIST NOW THAT WE'RE HERE!! I THOUGHT YOU WERE SMARTER THAN THAT, BAKUGO! OR ARE YOU REALLY JUST GOING TO TOSS ALL THAT YOU LEARNED ASIDE NOW?!

[She sucks in a breath through her teeth, and though Ochako looks fierce and full of her own rage, it does nothing to how tears well in her eyes, and roll down her rosy cheeks.]

...Fine. I won't tell everyone how great I think you are, or how you're always so brave, and so strong. I won't say I think you're a good person, despite how awful you are to everyone you meet. Like it's fun for you. I won't tell anyone how I really, honestly...fully believe you'd become someone great. [Her hands shake, but her voice more so. You were wrong, Bakugo...Uraraka is actually very fragile.]

I'll tell them you're a killer, Lord Explosion Murder. If that's what you want so badly. My friend...my hero...the killer.