[He doesn't even have time to scream, not with the speed at which the microbots swallow him up and plunge him into total darkness. And as always, there's no fighting these things; they bind together so perfectly that there's no weak spots, and no amount of thrashing will break him out.
For a moment, Hiro's certain he's going to die down here. And no one will know; Tadashi won't even be able to find him, because he'd specifically chosen to wear the one hoodie he owned that wouldn't have a GPS tracker in it, the one he'd gotten after his brother died, and the signal wouldn't reach down here anyway. He could yell for help, but nobody would hear him and his imagination lends itself to scenarios where he opens his mouth and the things proceed to choke him to death.
So he whimpers instead, a pitiful noise that doesn't do any justice to the terror trying to claw its way out of his throat.
And then all at once they recede, and Hiro tumbles forward with a yelp, batting them away with his hands now that he can. The first thing he sees is Callaghan reaching for him, as if he has any right to ask for help standing immediately after that. It's like the guy doesn't even understand what he just did, and Hiro, for his part, acts on instinct, making a choking noise and scrambling back out of reach.]
Don't! [He shakes his head, ducking and frantically running both hands through his hair, trying to steady his breathing, voice cracking and stuttering -] - D-don't touch me. If you need help, okay, fine, but you're gonna, you're gonna have to give me a s-second -
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For a moment, Hiro's certain he's going to die down here. And no one will know; Tadashi won't even be able to find him, because he'd specifically chosen to wear the one hoodie he owned that wouldn't have a GPS tracker in it, the one he'd gotten after his brother died, and the signal wouldn't reach down here anyway. He could yell for help, but nobody would hear him and his imagination lends itself to scenarios where he opens his mouth and the things proceed to choke him to death.
So he whimpers instead, a pitiful noise that doesn't do any justice to the terror trying to claw its way out of his throat.
And then all at once they recede, and Hiro tumbles forward with a yelp, batting them away with his hands now that he can. The first thing he sees is Callaghan reaching for him, as if he has any right to ask for help standing immediately after that. It's like the guy doesn't even understand what he just did, and Hiro, for his part, acts on instinct, making a choking noise and scrambling back out of reach.]
Don't! [He shakes his head, ducking and frantically running both hands through his hair, trying to steady his breathing, voice cracking and stuttering -] - D-don't touch me. If you need help, okay, fine, but you're gonna, you're gonna have to give me a s-second -