Midoriya waited nervously as Nensu paused on her way. His eyes glanced at the frozen spear, obviously made with harmful intent. Will she throw it? Or swing it? Just when he was about to open his mouth again, Nensu finally stepped back. She warmed herself up with the fire side of herself, curing herself from the aftermath of the move she made. A great sigh escaped out of the green haired boy's mouth as he almost collapsed to his knees. His hands reached Nensu's shoulders and pat them gently.
He said. Then he turned to Endeavor. He was still wearing the mundane scowl, his eyes fixed on Midoriya. Midoriya bit his lips. Did he not care about what just happened? What he might've caused further than that? His hands slid off Nensu, and the boy took a step forward to the hero. The difference in height intimidated the teen in his instincts, but he didn't stand down.
"I might have something like All Might, but I'm not All Might."
"And just like that, she's nothing like you."
Without waiting for an answer, Midoriya took Nensu's hand and dragged her past Endeavor, no matter how she reacted.