Kaworu is very illuminating, an angel of light. He illuminates exactly nothing Midoriya didn't know already. Even the knives he has not discovered... He'd be surprised if Paul didn't keep a few around where he sleeps. It says something about Midoriya, and Paul, that he thinks it would be more normal to.

He never expects anything, least of all to be admitted to a room where by all rights it looks like he's interrupted something. The two in bed are unflustered by this, not resentful, even helpful. Midoriya concludes, a little desperately in confusion,

"No, actually." He doesn't even punctuate this with one of his false I'm fine smiles, though ironically everything is more fine than he thought. He hands the condom to Kaworu, the one who needs to learn how to put it on. He takes the offered eggplant, falters, unsure of the logistics in case his hands need to be free to help, then hands it to Paul instead.

"I'm just not sure why you let me in when you were busy." He sits on the bed with the familiar closeness of a friend who was just recently in it, but touches neither of them. It's almost laughable, considering the time they spent lounging or sleeping on each other. (On Midoriya, more accurately, like cats jealously guarding a favored seat.)