[Hiro would be lying if he said he wasn't terrified.
Even with the extra distance between them, he moves a fraction of a second too slow to get out of the way of the oncoming microbots. A fraction of a second is all it takes. He fights, he kicks, he thrashes, but he may as well be struggling against concrete and he knows it; the microbots are smart enough to figure out just the right way to bind together, so that it'd take a couple of tons of force he doesn't have to break out. Hiro should know. He made them.
He sucks in shallow breaths through his nose, his heart pounding out a rabbit-quick beat inside his chest. Even shadowed, there's something off about the mask - maybe it's because he's scared, but it almost seems to move.
The second he's free to speak, Hiro snaps back uncooperatively:]
And if I say I don't feel like giving them to you?
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Even with the extra distance between them, he moves a fraction of a second too slow to get out of the way of the oncoming microbots. A fraction of a second is all it takes. He fights, he kicks, he thrashes, but he may as well be struggling against concrete and he knows it; the microbots are smart enough to figure out just the right way to bind together, so that it'd take a couple of tons of force he doesn't have to break out. Hiro should know. He made them.
He sucks in shallow breaths through his nose, his heart pounding out a rabbit-quick beat inside his chest. Even shadowed, there's something off about the mask - maybe it's because he's scared, but it almost seems to move.
The second he's free to speak, Hiro snaps back uncooperatively:]
And if I say I don't feel like giving them to you?