"She's up."
A voice said as Nensu whimpered. She was lying in an infirmary bed with the curtain set around the three sides of her bed, the side of her head against the wall. From the corner of her eyes, a part of the curtain moved. A bush of green hair popped out from behind the curtain and stared at her worriedly. Midoriya's right hand, holding the curtain open, had bandage rolled around the fingers. Their fight had cost him some fingers. The boy looked down at Nensu worriedly, his other hand stretched out instinctively to help to the sound of her in pain. Some seconds after Nensu had tried and failed to sit up, a pair of lazy blue eyes popped up over Midoriya's head and stared down at Nensu. Hiems looked at her for the next few seconds and slowly retreated back away behind the curtain.
"You should relax."
He said.

"I heard how you did at the final round."
Midoriya said. He tried to force a smile on his face.
"You did well."