[Ochako is determined to get to the bottom of this in a friendly, easygoing manner, even if it takes the rest of the day. So no worries, Deku! Up the stairs they go, and she motions him toward the desk chair as she plops down on the edge of her bed. He might note the, uh, huge stack of gold paper sitting on her nightstand, but it's fine. Doesn't everyone keep a book or two close at hand?]

I don't even know where to start, Deku-kun! I'll just... tell you everything, I guess? It won't take that long...

[She's still smiling, but ah— she tilts her head to the side as she studies him for the briefest of seconds.]

And then maybe you can catch me up on everything that's happened to you!

[It's only fair.]