Oh, now he's a master of rhetoric, too. Where do your talents end.

[ The accusation scandalizes him, though, and he leans in closer, brandishing a finger at the screen. ]

I'm sorry?! You have victimized me, you juvenile psychopath! Look at what you did to my hair! My hair!

[ If Bakugou gets up real close to his communicator and squints, he might be able to make out a singed pixel or two.

At Bakugou's last command, Valmont leans back petulantly and crosses his arms. ]

Shan't.