[ Izuku's brow furrows as he finally turns back to face Katsuki, honest confusion on his expression as he props his hands on his hips and then glances back at the scene. Though, then he actually looks back at Katsuki, stepping - well...moving forward, biting his lip. ]

You're all hurt...did you hit your head? Kacchan, this was definitely not middle school. I mean - well, it's very obviously not middle school? Besides the part where I have a Quirk, All Might is there, and, er, our hero costumes...and...well, hero class at all...all we had in middle school was gym class...

[ Which on the whole might not have ended a whole lot better. Gym class when you are the number one target for everyone's dismissive dislike is not exactly a fun time, although Izuku isn't about to start complaining about it. He's just assuming Katsuki is concussed rather than testing him about their shared memories because of course that's where his mind is jumping to, so he's fretting about it. ]

Okay, I don't actually - I don't have my first aid kit. Oh no. I don't have my anything, but maybe you should sit down? Wait, we have to do the - like, can you follow my finger with your eyes? I don't have a light but we should be able to do a quick check -