"I see," he says levelly and feels the ripples settling. "I won't." He punctuates this with a slight squeeze to reassure Paul. His thoughts stroll quietly by, carrying what Paul has told him and his own knowledge, some of which he can't say.

Someone does a drug, has a bad trip, the usual. The only weird thing here is the Quirk passed to him, but he knew that anyway. He's not possessed or mentally ill either. One For All's collection of vestiges have always remained at the subconscious level of every wielder, including him. He's only had contact with these less-than-ghost imprints a few times. Midoriya has always had his own will.

"I am still sorry," he murmurs more quietly. "I freaked you out. I shouldn't have. I still feel high, but not as much now. It won't happen again."