Nensu smiled in thanks to their clerk, once their orders were put in. She looked at Midoriya, but for the sake of his nerves, she didn’t look at him for too long, just in case it would be beyond his own comfort. To break up the awkward silence, she spoke first.
“Midoriya, I’ve been meaning to ask you: What’s your story? And I don’t believe I’ve ever asked, but what is your quirk?”
She had wondered for quite time, and after seeing his quirk in action, she couldn’t understand what it was. Or what it could do.