"I wouldn't talk to you either!" Kaworu adds from his place on the ground, slowly making his way towards Midoriya and Paul, followed by a yawn as he stretches his arms over his head. He's not built for the athletics that Midoriya and Paul are into. He can toss a weightless person around but there's only so much of it that he can take.

He checks to make sure they're okay and not dropped like an egg, smiling softly at Midoriya's transformation and Paul's tousled hair, before heading over to a blanket pile and diving into it like some sort of tunneling rodent. His head pops up from a thicker blanket as he gazes expectantly at them.

"There's other things to do than play games."