man your battle stations, we'll have you dead pretty soon

[tadeadshi]

[Panic had run straight through his core when he knew someone had found their safe house. It'd been the best one yet, they had managed to stay there for months now, but it really was too good to last. They still had so much to find and clean up, he wasn't ready. He grabs his bag, the one he kept packed for if they had to run fast, and made for the door but stopped just outside.

It was them. It was the Six, they'd found him and Callaghan. He's not sure how, Callaghan's mods to his collar had jammed their trackers so... It must be something else they used. But if they're here then they could help. They could take over this mess, and he could go home.

Maybe.

Tadashi's throat's gone dry with the dirt and dust kicked up from their landing and scuffle with Callaghan off to the side and he stands watching, swallowing the lump in his throat. Callaghan, that's right, he-- He'd done so much to get them out, he couldn't let the guy just be taken back to prison, he'd be killed from the inside --

He makes a run towards the group, waving and trying to call out but any sound he makes drowned by the shouting.]

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[microbrobotics]

[ Yep, better put on weight before Hiro and Tadashi end up wearing the same shirt size. That would be embarrassing. Hiro can sense something is off. But he's trying, dammit, and maybe they'll find their way eventually. Or maybe all the trying will never make this feel natural again. He takes in a deep breath before continuing. ]

Poutine, huh? 'cause of the cheese stuff in it?

[ He shovels in another huge bite. ]

[tadeadshi]

[It'd taken months, nearly a year, to feel natural at carrying a conversation with Callaghan again, and that had gotten roadblocked when he found out about the fire for a while. Who knows how long it'd take with Hiro.]

No, the, uh. The gravy. Absolutely covers all of it.

[microbrobotics]

[ Certainly it's not going fast now. There's a strain to Hiro's smile when he grins at Tadashi's response. ]

Right, her gravy thing. I don't get it. It's just meat sauce.

[ God, he's so tired too. With what he has planned for tonight, if he doesn't sleep now he won't get any at all. ]

[tadeadshi]

I never got it either.

[But as disconnected as he is, big brother can still tell when Hiro's 'done' so to speak. He lowers his plate down to just set it on his lap.]

Sure you shouldn't settle for food coma now than later? Look like you could fall asleep on on top of your food there.

[microbrobotics]

[ He sits back up straight again with a little jolt. Was he that obvious? He's gotta keep it together around his brother, jeez. ]

I'm just a little sleepy. If I sleep now, I'll be bouncing off the walls at 4 AM. And I wanna talk more.

[ He says, pleadingly. But his eyelids just keep drooping on him. ]

[tadeadshi]

I'll still be here when you wake up.

[Probably. If he's not on a roof with some weird superhero pouring his guts out.]

Get some sleep, nerd.

[microbrobotics]

[ Ditching him for the superhero. Thanks, bro. Hiro opens his mouth to protest again - he knows he won't have a chance to talk to his brother as himself until tomorrow after actual school and PT - but he nods. Maybe his brother needs space again. It's not hard to figure out what he needs at any given time. ]

You want me to take the tray back down?

[ Unspoken and implied: are you ready to talk to her yourself? ]

[tadeadshi]

[He casts a glance over to the tray, then goes back to his food. He's certainly eating a good bit more than he did at breakfast.]

I'll take it down in a bit, don't worry about it.

[Translation: wanting to talk to her himself but needing a couple hours to regroup]

[microbrobotics]

[ Both good things. Both things that he can't help his brother with right now. So he nods again and moves to lie down on his bed. Not even bothering to change out of his clothes - just kick off his shoes. ]

Wake me up if you need anything, okay? And Baymax'll be here too.