She didn’t know if it was out of instinct or not, but Nensu stood a little closer to Midoriya, keeping her hand upon his shoulder, although this time, it was now there, out of reassurance. The female teen softly smiled at him, having to soon become calm and relaxed, forgetting that he even fell, at all.
“Don’t stress yourself out, Midoriya. The last thing you need to do, is mumble out these many thoughts, at once. Let’s improvise; I’m willing to do almost whatever comes at us, today”. 
She said, having to take her hand from his shoulder, and gently rub his upper arm.
“Come on. One at a time”.

Momo flinched, once she watched and heard Hiems make a pained noise. Her eyes gazed upon him in concern, before showing dissapiontment at his stubbornness. 
“I promise I’ll be gentle”.
She said, as the teen put her can down nearby, and stood before him.