Hopefully, the delight that sparks in Kaworu's eyes when Midoriya calls him by his given name is enough to commit to memory, not playful or teasing but genuine. He wraps pale fingers around Paul's neck and heaves himself into a sitting position in the Duke's lap.

"It just means we're more intimate with each other than before. Isn't it a good thing, to have your heart open to other people?" He flicks red eyes down to where their legs are all intertwined as they were they night before. It is intimate. A sort of touch that many humans long for but would shy away from.

Still, he takes the encouragement and slides off Paul's lap and subsequently the bed, then offers a hand to Paul to pull him up as well. It's good, Midoriya encouraged them. Brushing his teeth will feel good and he needs to blow his nose as the pollen from March still irritates his system. A lot has changed in a month.

"Wait for us, Izuku-kun, okay?" Is the final request as he disappears into the bathroom.