Nensu shyly smiled, when Midoriya decided to return the gesture, by placing his hand upon her own. There was a light blush appearing on her face, having to continue on softly smile towards him. She was, once again, safe, but Nensu also felt herself being lifted. Just by this kind of contact alone, she felt her spirit elevate. It caused her to close her eyes, as a rogue tear fell down her face. It was bliss, on ending up like this, and soon enough, Nensu had come to like it. His whisper, however, turned her attention back to him, from her thoughts; sympathy appearing on her face. 
“Romantically? If you wish to know, you happen to be my first too...Izuku Midoriya”.
She responded, having to say his first yet full name, for the first time, while also confessing that she had never been in something like this, as she would usually avoid it. But then, she had come to open herself up to him, as he would be able to come into accepting who she was a person.