As much as Todoroki had just wished things would be more simple, it wasn't going to happen and he knew it. He'd never been effected by a quirk like this before, so thoroughly that he barely felt like himself anymore. It had to be difficult for Bakugo, too, because there was far less screaming than Todoroki was used to. Then again, maybe he really had taken too much from him and that was the cause. He hated to think it'd come to that, especially after everything they'd been through, how hard he'd tried to get the other boy back, how weirdly used to being around him he'd gotten.
He wanted to glare, but was a bit too tired for it. Sure, Deku might have had the habit of ripping out things you didn't want to come out ever, but Bakugo had a way about it, too. Naming Todoroki's whatever right now was just one of them. He'd been foolish to think he could get away with offering a first aid kit. Bakugo was smart, way more than his classmates sometimes gave him credit for.
Instead of offering any further information, Todoroki just stayed quiet, his thoughts swimming around and still not really making sense. He wasn't sure he trusted himself to not blurt out something strange, anyway. He half expected Bakugo to just leave after a moment of it, but the nudge said otherwise.
Oh.
He scooted, already knowing about where he needed to be to give Bakugo plenty of room after settling the boy there before. He breathed out another sigh, this one painted with relief as he simply moved the blankets in case Bakugo decided to take them. He wasn't used to sleeping in the same room as anyone by a longshot, but Bakugo's breathing might as well have been a lullaby for the speed it put him to sleep.
How long he slept, Todoroki couldn't be sure, but he did know that something in his brain registered that something was different. It started as just the fact that he'd rolled onto his side, strange enough in itself, but things were warm and...heavy.
Shifting, he realized that the heavy wasn't exactly his blanket and he somewhat blearily blinked a few times. Could he sleep more? Probably. Was he going to right then when he realized that the weighted feeling he was experiencing was connected to a person? No. His brain didn't feel nearly awake enough for this. Maybe he was suffering from some sort of stomach blood induced hallucination.