[Hiro still doesn't respond for a long moment, but eventually, grumbling quietly, he sits up. His stuffed up head doesn't appreciate him for it. He curls his hands tightly in the folds of the blanket in his lap and frowns down at them.]
What are we supposed to talk about? Callaghan's dangerous. I was sorta hoping you'd figured that out by now.
[Maybe he's talking to himself, more than Tadashi. Maybe it's a tell-tale sign of what's on his mind that the first thing out of his mouth is this. Or maybe he's stubbornly fighting the inevitable, where the conversation becomes about him, and not Callaghan.]
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What are we supposed to talk about? Callaghan's dangerous. I was sorta hoping you'd figured that out by now.
[Maybe he's talking to himself, more than Tadashi. Maybe it's a tell-tale sign of what's on his mind that the first thing out of his mouth is this. Or maybe he's stubbornly fighting the inevitable, where the conversation becomes about him, and not Callaghan.]