Nensu didn’t know of Midoriya’s childhood obsession, but even if she did, no judging was allowed. Everyone has their preferences and their hobbies, no matter how submerged or interested they seemed to be. She decided not to press him, because she’s naturally patient, willing to give him plenty of time to open up. After all, friendships take time, as well as arcs of romance. She couldn’t blame Midoriya; Nensu didn’t have a lot of experience when it came to dating either, although she had heard about some of the corners regarding it; that doesn’t make her an expert. 
Hearing Midoriya’s suggestion, the red-and-white-haired girl nodded. “Mm”, she hummed. It wasn’t a bad idea to walk around the city; it was a nice day, after all. 

Momo was known to take adverse situations with stride, having to take little concern for herself or others, though not with malicious intent, like sneaking into someone’s house. Her quirk of creation does kind of allow her to push boundaries, but she only had something to say. “I was worried”, she admitted, a slight blush forming across her face, while looking away from Heims, and still holding the can of apple juice in her hands.