Midoriya's face lit up to Nensu's compliment. He felt a bit embarrassed, feeling as if he was bragging about himself- and also happy that she liked the one thing he was good at. Chasing a dream so desperately lead him to a near paranoid level of memorizing his notes. Thanks to her, it was something else than an obsession- it was a gift now. The boy scratched his head.
"...thanks."
He said. It seemed like all the effort was paying off so nicely-the hero of his dream himself pushing him to the road of a hero, and such a nice companion complimenting him by his side.
"A lot."
He slowly raised his face to rub his cheek against hers.

Hiems shrugged. Did he tell the class about it? According to his memory... no, it was never even a part of the discussion ever.
"At the U.S. My sister would usually travel around, but for now she's staying put."
He said. Then his hand rose from Momo's hand to her shoulder again.
"Not much of a big deal, now that I've got a whole class of lively people around me."
His eyes moved focus from the girl awkardly, and his hand retreated to scratch his cheek.
"...and you."
He mumbled the last two words.