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He woke up for three days straight after that. By the end of the third day, he was able to speak to her. "Honey?" She had been reading to him from a robotics magazine, one she had found in his boxes of things over at Aunt Cass's. In an instant, the magazine was on the ground, and her full attention was on Tadashi.

"Tadashi? You talked!" Honey almost started crying again with happiness.

Tadashi gave the closest thing to a smile that Honey had seen since the fire. "I can talk." His voice was hoarse, as if speaking was not familiar to him. It had been a long time since he had talked, Honey reasoned. Honey nodded. Tadashi's next words surprised her. "You didn't- tell anybody- did you?" His bony hand grabbed her wrist. "Please tell me you didn't tell anybody- not Hiro- or GoGo- I don't want them to- to see me like this."

Honey shook her head. "They don't know. Besides me, only Wasabi knows. Why didn't you want us to tell them, Tadashi? They think you're dead- Hiro's been grieving for you, GoGo- everybody, Tadashi. Please, can't I tell them now?"

Tadashi's fingers dug into her wrist as panic sprung into his eyes. "You can't- please- don't."

Honey could see how upset he was getting, something that he certainly did not need in this situation. "Okay, okay, Tadashi. I won't. I promised, when this whole thing started, I wouldn't tell them until you said it was okay." Her words appeared to calm him down, as he relaxed his hold on her, and his face grew less panicked.

"Wasabi?" He asked, his voice tired.

"He found out on his own." Honey said, resisting the urge to yawn. She had been spending most nights in the hospital, and then helping Hiro build the super suits during the day. The relentless cycle with a miniscule amount of sleep was taking a toll on her body.

Tadashi gave a slight movement with his head, that Honey took to mean a nod. He started as her phone began to ring, and the beginning chords of Teardrops on My Guitar began to play through the room. Clearly the sound was bothering him, and Honey snatched her phone to silence it.

"It's Wasabi." She said apologetically, excusing herself into the hallway. "What's going on?" She hissed. "I'm with Tadashi, you know that."

"Uh, RIGHT. I hate to BOTHER you, when you're RESTING, but Hiro needs your help on the final touches for the suits." Wasabi was obviously trying to conceal the fact that she was at the hospital. That guy needed a lesson in subtlety.

Honey glanced at her watch. It was just after lunch, around 1:30. "All right, I'll be there as soon as I can." Hanging up, she went back into the room. "Tadashi, I have to go. Wasabi needs my help with, uh, a class project." She had decided that he didn't need to know about his baby brother's revenge plan on yokai. It wasn't something likely to help Tadashi heal.

"That was Taylor." Tadashi said. "You love listening to her."

Honey smiled, remembering the hours they had spent going through her old songs, even finding an old poster of her for Honey. "Yeah. I do. You'll be all right here, okay?" Stuffing her phone into her purse, she went back to his bedside. "I'll be back as soon as I can. It might be tomorrow."

Tadashi gave the motion she assumed to be a nod again, and Honey left the room as fast as she could. It didn't occur to her until she was waiting for the bus that Tadashi might have taken her the wrong way. "It probably looked like I was running away from him, and he's already worried about what Hiro and GoGo would think, and Honey how could you have been so stupid?" She berated herself angrily. "UGH. Remind me next time not to go sprinting off after one of your friends just starts talking after just staring at you for weeks." She realized that she was getting strange looks from the people around her. "Sorry. Long day." Honey said quickly, flashing a smile, and hurrying onto the bus.