"Hello, I am Baymax."
"I can't believe I'm doing this," Hana shakes her head as she enters the robotics lab with Baymax holding her hand. She heads into Wasabi's area, where one mat is facing two and things have been cleared away. Of course he'd clean for this...
"Good, you brought Baymax," He grins upon seeing them, frowning at Hana's clothes. "Where are the clothes that GoGo gave you?"
She looks down at her regular clothing as she takes off her hoodie, her hair in a high messy ponytail. "It's what I'm comfortable in, Wasabi. You might've convinced me to do this, but you can't get me to change clothes."
She takes a seat on the mat across Wasabi's right. Baymax takes the one next to her.
"Nevermind. I guess it can work," He sighs a bit, taking a deep breath as sitar music is playing from somewhere. "Yoga, is all about creating harmony between your mind, body, and—FRED!"
Hana giggles at this, both of them looking towards their friend. He's sitting on a workout ball while playing the sitar. He stops playing the music.
'Do you mind practicing your sitar somewhere else?!"
"Sorryyy," He calls out sheepishly. "My bad. But quick question, Hana Banana, how was it since you play an instrument too?"
"Judging your playing before he interrupted," Hana gives Wasabi an innocent look as he doesn't look happy for the on-going interruption. "Actually pretty well."
"That's just what I wanted to hear!" He then happily bounces away.
"But when did he start playing?" Hana asks herself once he's gone.
"Okay," Wasabi calms down a little. "So where were we?"
"Creating harmony between your mind, body, and Fred," Baymax shows a brain, body silhouette, and a picture of Fred on his belly.
Hana snickers behind her hand, getting a glare from Wasabi. "No, not Fred. Mind, body, and spirit."
Baymax blinks at the last word, Hana feeling awkward since he can't feel spirit. "That's gonna be hard to accomplish..." She murmurs, rubbing the back of her head.
"Every yoga practice begins by connecting to your breath. Hana, take a deep breath in and slowly let it out," He instructs them.
"Don't you remember what happened the last time we tried this type of stuff?"
"Come on, work with me a little here."
She sighs in defeat and closes her eyes, taking a breath. He does the same thing.
"I am a robot. I do not breathe," Baymax informs the two. The girl giggles again.
"He's right, you know."
"Yes, good point, now let's get started." He moves so that he's facing forward. Wasabi closes his eyes as Baymax slowly turns into the same position. He opens an eye as Hana stares at the robot, who then looks at Wasabi.
"What is the intended purpose of yoga?" He asks curiously. This innocence is exactly why Hana has such a good relationship with him.
"It's a relaxation technique. Yoga helps you let go of all the random thoughts racing through your head, which is why Hiro insisted on having Hana here help clear her mind off of...stuff," He looks away awkwardly, Hana opening her eyes. By stuff, he means the memories of being under Obake's control...
"I will add yoga to my care-giving matrix."
Hana yawns a little in boredom. If this was supposed to help clear her mind, the only result happening is sleep. She can easily do that at home. She looks to Wasabi, sticking out her tongue as he cracks his bones on his shoulders and neck.
Suddenly, there's a beep and they turn to Baymax. "Hana, turn off your phone."
"That wasn't my phone, it was him," Hana points to the robot.
"What was it?"
"I have added a function that will alert you when you are experiencing excess stress," Baymax shows the warning label. Hana raises a brow towards Wasabi.
"Oh, well, alright. Now..." He leans his back towards the mat, holding his legs up in the air. "This is called Boat Pose."
Hana gets into the position, growling a bit as she tries to stay that way.
"Does it involve floating?"
Hana holds back her laugh this time for her friend's sake.
"No, forget the name. Just focus on the pose," Wasabi says quickly. Baymax does it...but then he rolls backwards like a ball and into Wasabi's tools, which increases Wasabi's stress a little. Hana cringes at the robot, standing up.
"We'll fix that later..."
Then they stand up, bending down to reach their toes. Hana bends down, but when Baymax does, his bottom knocks Wasabi forward and creating a mess. A chair and papers are on top of him. The girl giggles a bit, the stress level alert going off once again.
The next exercise is standing still on one leg, their arms above their heads. Baymax had managed to get into the position, but when he lifts up his arms, it knocks down the light hanging above him. It comes loose and knocks Wasabi onto the ground.
"Oh my god!" Hana gasps as she bends down to him. "Wasabi, are you okay?"
One beep from Baymax tells her that he's not.
Wasabi and Baymax pair up while sitting down. Their feet are up against each other as they pull back by their hands. The robot catapults the man into the air, almost like he was slingshooting him. Hana winces as she hears a crash, followed by yet another beep.
This continues on, with the two attempting poses and with each fail, there's a beep. Hana had stopped trying them a few poses back, since Wasabi feels like he's about to pop.
By the time they're standing on their own hands, Hana has just moved away for her own safety. "Please try to relax," Baymax looks at Wasabi.
"I'M RELAXED!" Wasabi suddenly shouts, Hana recoiling back a bit. "WE'RE DONE! NAMASTE!" He walks away on his hands, the girl blinking at him.
"Namaste," Fred strums his sitar in relaxation.
"Fred," Hana deadpans at him.