[Ochako nods, dusting herself off a pick and continues to pick grass and bits of hay from her hair. She really is okay for the most part, just a bit sore and in need of a bath to clean and dress the deeper scratches and bites. As they're walking back to the farm house, and storefront of said farm, Ochako blinks.

Ah, right. No one here, other than her friends from home, really know what it is she does. They still probably think she's just a civilian or something.]

Eh? Oh, um...w-well, back home I'm training to become a Professional Hero!! Our quirks are like superpowers, so becoming a 'hero' has become an occupation over the course of history, as quirks became more and more common. But becoming a hero is really hard work, and even my school courses are pretty hard, and work us a lot... [Because UA trains the best of the best. There's no room for slackers.] I've also fought against very dangerous villains as well, s-so...a few bites and scratches feels like nothing compared to that.