“Heyyy. She’s up.”
A voice, a bit with a mechanical noise mixed with it, sounded from out of Nensu’s field of view. Not long after, a green haired head popped in to her sights. In the boy’s hand was his phone, on video chat showing someone wrapped in rolls of bandages and chunks of cast. Most of his outer looks were obscured- but his blue lazy eyes gave away that it was her classmate, Hiems(unless she couldn’t recognize the iconic gaze, that was). Hiems tried to wave, but instead moved his hand slightly and blinked.

Midoriyacould lie down and cry now. Nensu was finally awake, after the long fight they had to take the last night. It was a breathtaking, new experience-giving a note that the world of the professionals was not something they could take easy. And that there were much more terrors lurking in the dark than he expected.
“He’s just right next to us, but he couldn’t find a way to move here or bring everyone there. He didn’t want to wake you up in your rest.”
Midoriya said. He eyed for her shoulder, which was now treated and was to be left alone.
“...are you okay?”