[Tadashi knows they'd be furious at Callaghan - he'd told the brother that they were the ones to stop him before. It makes sense. What he doesn't expect is to see the results of his work splattered across the entire group. He can see the battle scars and wear and tear across everyone even at this distance, and as the leader gets closer, he can visualize every weapon used against every mark of his armor and each one is its own punch to the heart.
He never wanted to hurt anyone with his work. And the last two years of making weapons is staring him in the face confirming his name.
Tadashi stands there, dumbfounded and skinnier than he should be from malnutrition and covered in scars from the neck down, his shirt thankfully hiding the worst from his collar and looking like he's about to cry. He wipes at his eye - clearly just dust in the air irritating his eyes - before nodding. Of course they'd know his name. Even he'd heard the news coverage of his own death two years ago, who wouldn't recognize him at this point? His voice is choked, though if it's from the debris or emotion, it's hard to tell.]
Y-yeah. Yeah, and you're - the. The Big Hero Six, right?
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He never wanted to hurt anyone with his work. And the last two years of making weapons is staring him in the face confirming his name.
Tadashi stands there, dumbfounded and skinnier than he should be from malnutrition and covered in scars from the neck down, his shirt thankfully hiding the worst from his collar and looking like he's about to cry. He wipes at his eye - clearly just dust in the air irritating his eyes - before nodding. Of course they'd know his name. Even he'd heard the news coverage of his own death two years ago, who wouldn't recognize him at this point? His voice is choked, though if it's from the debris or emotion, it's hard to tell.]
Y-yeah. Yeah, and you're - the. The Big Hero Six, right?