Both of you have bled, but whether the amount of blood was equal or not was another question. Whether what teared up from your flesh was valuable at all compared to his was something he couldn't answer, even if the rest of society had developed a default response. Now that the hero has caught the villain, absolutely defeating and standing over you, Gran Torino's words reappear in his head; Killing can be another form of saving too.

And so Izuku stares down at you, taking in your pitiful state, pondering what kind of saving was he actually supposed to perform.