Midoriya's mom unloaded all her stacked worry about her son as the chance to do so came rightfully. She spoke of how worried she was starting from the Sports Festival-where he was literally crushing down his own fingers- up to now, her son always destroying himself in seemingly any incident he was involved in. As much as she knew how much he wanted to be a hero, she was worried for him. As his mother, she didn't want him to get hurt so badly. And now he experienced a threat that could've killed him, right up to his throat. It was too much for her to handle.

"Izuku... can't you stop this? Mom can't handle any more of this... I don't want to see you get hurt more."
Midoriya clenched his fist. It was a dream he longed for, and something more now. There was All Might, and the entire country, in the future, depending on him. He had the power descending from the past to carry on. Now it was a responsibility, more than just a childhood dream.
"I'm sorry, mom..."
Mrs. Midoriya looked up at her son. 
"I need to move on."
Just as her eyes were about to flood with tears again, Midoriya shook his hands rapidly.
"I... it's been a dream from my childhood, and there's more than that now... I don't want to give up now."
His mom managed to show a smile at him. Midoriya helped her wipe the tears off her face. She took a deep breath and slowly took a seat again. Midoriya sat next to her, between his mom and Nensu.
"So... who's this nice little lady here?"
Midoriya's mom said, trying to change the subject from the glum one.