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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[pushtheboundaries]

[all Callaghan can think of is when they had to track down a street surgeon. ironivally, he thinks that may actually have been easier than this daunting task, all things considered, and makes an expression somewhere between a grimace and a grin.]

I'm sure there's a way, somehow. But- it probably won't happen for a while. Just keep it in mind, all right? Maybe something will come up.

[tadeadshi]

Not until all this is cleared up anyway...

[And who knows how long that'll take. He looks down at their hands again and... Really he just wants to hug him? Hugging Baymax and his brother are great but not... really the same. They don't know everything. Callaghan does. And it's been a while since he slept in a bed as small as his own. Or slept alone. He swallows down the heavy lump in his throat and carefully closes his hand around Robert's completely. No question about it now, if someone was watching.]

If I do decide to tell him, it's-- ... It'll be a while.

[pushtheboundaries]

[if anyone's watching, they'll notice that Robert does not do anything to discourage that grip. he only watches Tadashi for a long moment, then - slowly - brings that hand to press at his mouth. it's an intimate gesture, no matter how you slice it, but it also veils one even more so- his lips moving, however briefly, against Tadashi's skin.

and then he lowers it away, simply holding that hand with both of his]

I understand. Don't let yourself feel rushed, even by yourself. It's okay to...not be.

[and there's a bit of a crooked smile from him.]

[tadeadshi]

[That simple action sends heat through Tadashi and down - probably giving some odd readings through Baymax's scans if Hiro's paying close enough attention to that and not what Callaghan and Tadashi are saying.]

No, I know.

[He said that a little too fast. But he's not rushing to pull his hand away either. He feels a little more at ease having that contact.]

... What's going to happen to you now?

[pushtheboundaries]

[heh

Callaghan manages to shrug a bit, for all the world nonchalant- but Tadashi probably knows him well enough to tell that he is, in fact, a bit concerned. Baymax can tell that his stress levels remain above average, for all that he portrays calm- and this, this is something he's learned over decades. how to act as though everything fine when it feels as though they're anything but...]

I think I'll be staying here for a while. Take it easy, put my feet up. Maybe I'll write a book. [read; he has no idea]