[Sometimes, Hiro isn't all that tough at all. He tries to act like it; fighting off tears, biting back complaints, shrugging and acting like it's no big deal. Even now, there's hardly any evidence to suggest he might be in a more vulnerable state than he tries to pretend.

Just a soft exhale.

Just a slight tremble of narrow shoulders, as he reaches up to thread his fingers in Tadashi's shirt and tug childishly, looking up at him.]

Promise me you'll take better care of yourself this time? Don't do anything crazy. [A beat.] Be a little more selfish, with your own safety.