Midoriya can count himself among those who can still return sound after a bad event. After his first work-study was so abruptly cut short, helping someone else smile was healing for him as well. Being happy for someone else and working hard to achieve that helped him cope too. He hadn't expected that. He simply wanted to help.

He curls his fingers a little tighter around his cup and frowns into the warm drink. He can't even bring himself to look stricken at having to specify which among a list of terrible things. Of course, of course a lot happened. Why wouldn't it?

"One thing at a time, I guess. The thing we both can't stand: That feeling of not being able to protect people right in front of us."