It's okay if you're not. You might have been just fine on your own back where you're from, but here... [He shakes his head. There's something familiar in that kind of sentiment. Something calling up other mental images, other faces.] ... here, this thing in our heads makes that harder.

[No shame in needing a hand, here, as far as Shiro is concerned. He does hunch forward when Bakugo does, though. So he can hear the conversation, over the drone of the wind.]

What happened? [Because yes. He gets that sense. There's more here than what's messed up in his brain.]

Because I'm not sure if I can answer that without knowing a little more.