Izuku answers truthfully, but not the full truth

"My name is Izuku Midoriya. I was...my memory is fuzzy, but I was out in my boat, but I started to feel really sick. I don't remember much after that for a while. I ended up crawling into a sleeping bag and the next thing I remember is what I guess must have been your voice?" This was, mostly, a true summary of events, just leaving out certain details.

She looks down at herself. "But I don't really know what happened to me in between...I didn't used to look like this...I don't even fully know what I look like now. I was a boy before..." Also technically true...She just suspected, and definitely didn't know the exact details.

Tsuyu's head tilted again. "So t-that isn't from your quirk, kero?" Her eyes flicker back toward the tent in the blanket.

"I...I'm quirkless." Izuku stammered out sadly. Or at least I was...

"The doctors said you were sick from dehydration and radiation sickness, kero."

"Oh...how long have I been here? What day is it?"

"Almost two weeks, It's December 5th."

Izuku did some quick math and realized she must have been in a comatose state on the boat for over a week, as it had been over 3 since she'd fallen asleep approaching the island.

She should have died of dehydration under normal circumstances, but her metabolism must have slowed while comatose.

"Did you really wait here for me? You don't even know me..."

Tsuyu blushed more heavily. "N-no, but I've come by a lot. We're not far from my home. I um..." There was a long pause. "I should get the doctors, kero."

Izuku blushed and glanced at the bulging tent in her blanket and gown. "I uh...probably so yeah."

Izuku's own reaction led Tsuyu's eyes back to the bulge as well and she stared. "Do you...um...want some help with that first, kero?"

"W-what?!" Izuku squeaked out, not expecting something so forward from...well, anyone, much less his cute rescuer.

"W-well you're worried about people seeing you like that right? I ccould help, kero."

Izuku's body reacted before her brain could even unstick from the jarring lockup her first offer had caused, and she merely nodded.