Hiems gave a glance at Nensu with a spoonful of soup heading to his mouth. He then turned to Midoriya, who was obviously following his gaze. The girl was visibly nervous since the announcement of the tournament, and it was too much to miss for the two boys. Even Hiems.

Midoriya flinched when the blue eyes turned to him.
"...wanna go check her?"
"Huh?"
"Someone should."
Hiems swallowed the spoonful of soup. Midoriya looked back at Nensu. She was by herself, concentrating on the food on her tray. Midoriya was awkward and hesitant with girls, but this time he was more than that. He knew why she was nervous, an issue they had known ever since the tag battle. Loma was still inside her, and the tournament seemed just too perfect for a place to set her free.
Midoriya noticed that he entered his mumbling state again, staring at the fish on his tray, when Hiems tapped him on the shoulder.
"I can give you my apple juice for that."
"I...it's okay, thanks."

Midoriya slowly made his way to Nensu as Hirms moved for him, and carefully sat his tray across her.
"Hi."
He said.