"I was distracted," Paul admits, which is somewhat stating the obvious. Midoriya wasn't gone that long - or Paul lost more time than he thought he did.

For whatever reason, this demonstration seems very important to him, so Paul helpfully produces one of the condoms before Midoriya accidentally finds the knives tucked along the bed frame. He sets it down next to the eggplant and sinks back down, watching him thoughtfully.

He has a few idle inferences he might make about the cause of Midoriya's shyness, but Paul also guesses this comes down to differing cultural expectations, which means those inferences can't be trusted. He could keep trying to puzzle it out independently, but so far, that hasn't put him at ease.

"I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable," he says, sincerely, "We weren't - nothing was happening." He hesitates, then, running his tongue over still sleep-fuzzed teeth. "Is something wrong?"