First, the incident... Then, something much more awkward!

"So what did you want to talk about?" Izuku asked her as they left the hospital, only for her to snap an arm up with one finger held up.

"Not here. We wait until we're back. Both matters are something best talked about in private, as the first involves confidential stuff, and the second is personal," she said. Izuku took note of the fact that she wanted to talk about two things, but said nothing else as they got on the bus and rode in silence, his mind racing. She probably wanted more details as to what happened.

Once they were back in the house, she turned to him. "So, wanna tell me what happened, and what you were thinking?" she asked him. "You already told the police, but I want to hear everything from you."

"...well, we were doing the rescue stuff you ordered of us, when I suddenly realized I couldn't hear Kaa-chan anymore," Izuku started to explain, and then went into further detail of how he had gone looking for Bakugo, and found him paralyzed by Stain. "My first instinct was to take him and go, but then I realized Native was there as well..." He finished by explaining how the fight had proceeded.

Mirko nodded. "I see, so you decided to fight instead..." she mused, before sighing. "Well, that's mostly Firecracker's fault then. And at least you had the sense to call for help to the best of your ability as well. Granted, I don't usually do so, but I'm a Pro, I have been trained, I know when I'm in over my head, and when I can handle things. Fine. You get off lightly." Izuku started to sigh in relief. "On that matter, at least," Mirko added, before grabbing Izuku's arm and pulling him towards her bedroom. "Because there's another matter to address."

"Erm, what, why are we going to..."

"Head out of the gutter... I wanna show you something," Mirko smirked, releasing his arm, then going under the bed. Izuku couldn't resist staring at her ass as she fumbled around. "Ah, that's where it is," she stated, before coming out, holding a pair of... Salad tongs?

Izuku's mind then stopped as he processed what he was seeing. Because the tongs weren't what she was showing him while staring at him seriously. No, it was what was currently held in them. The Lamp! "Um..." he started, beginning to sweat heavily.

"Explain. Now," Mirko said bluntly.