[EYEROLL. god damn, Hiro, worst student. he doesn't even care about the sigh of relief, because /good/ that he's uncomfortable around the microbots, nevermind they're his original invention...

...he looks upwards, towards the rooftops, frowning a bit. was this Hiro's master plan? hide in an alley? Callaghan rests a gloved hand on the wall, judging the distance to the nearest fire escape.]

Baymax's strength is enough to punch through them. He's too heavy to throw unless I have the entire mass with me, and I thought it'd be prudent to leave most behind during the meeting. I hadn't...considered...it being interrupted so quickly.

[his mistake. he doesn't sound contrite, not by any means, but as though he's berating himself for not allowing for that. nothing else has gone to plan, as of late...]

They home in on me when I need them. I figure they're still about...[he considers that as well]...two minutes away, if they're using the rooftop routes I've gone over with them.

[which they should. he doesn't want them going through traffic unless he's there to direct them, he doesn't want them causing more of a scene then they already do, he doesn't want them being used to track him...]

Was this your plan? Hide in a dark alley? He'll smash right through the buildings.