[Hiro catches his breath, horrified, eyes darting between Baymax and his brother and the microbots and Callaghan and. No. No.]
Tadashi, no -
[No no no no NO. He's shoved to the back despite his protests, all his nightmares flaring to life at once; this was exactly what he didn't want to happen. He can't even play at being mad or distant anymore, now he's just scared. He reaches for Tadashi's shoulder, knits his fingers tightly in the collar of his brother's shirt and tugs, trying to pull him back to some kind of a safe point -
And of course like a complete idiot, Tadashi opens himself wide up for whatever comes next. Hiro freezes in place, feeling that deer-in-the-headlights helplessness, and his fingers tighten until they turn white. His voice drops to a cracked whisper.]
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Tadashi, no -
[No no no no NO. He's shoved to the back despite his protests, all his nightmares flaring to life at once; this was exactly what he didn't want to happen. He can't even play at being mad or distant anymore, now he's just scared. He reaches for Tadashi's shoulder, knits his fingers tightly in the collar of his brother's shirt and tugs, trying to pull him back to some kind of a safe point -
And of course like a complete idiot, Tadashi opens himself wide up for whatever comes next. Hiro freezes in place, feeling that deer-in-the-headlights helplessness, and his fingers tighten until they turn white. His voice drops to a cracked whisper.]
Tadashi. Please.