[ Hiro's breath hitches at that. How can he be so happy and yet so pained at the same time? He thought he'd never see his brother again - but he also never thought he'd see his brother broken like this. An ugly part of him wants his real brother back, not this pathetic little shell sitting in front of him. But he drowns it out with the sheer gratitude he feels for the chance to see his brother again. They'll get through this. He'll help, dammit.
Being very, very careful not to jostle anything, especially that collar, Hiro wordlessly leans in for a hug. No armor this time, just skinny awkward teenager elbows. ]
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Being very, very careful not to jostle anything, especially that collar, Hiro wordlessly leans in for a hug. No armor this time, just skinny awkward teenager elbows. ]