"You can't keep me here. You're supposed to be smart, aren't you?" Hiro sat moodily in a seat. They were now back at Scorpion's headquarters.
"Actually, we can. We help the FBI, so we can keep you here as long as we like - plus, we're debating whether or not to put you under protective custody," Walter said, standing in front of him with his hands in his pockets.
"Yeah? What then?"
"You'll be in the system, unless you have any living relatives." Gallo piped up.
"Even more reason for me to leave now!" Hiro yelled. His heart was thundering, and he wanted nothing more to escape to the nearest alley so he could curl up in a ball and sob his little heart out. He'd just lost his brother, for Pete's sake! "I can't believe you freaks."
"You listen, kid-" Gallo started towards Hiro, planning on telling the little snob off and bump him down a little on the totem pole, but Toby rushed over and snagged his suit sleeve.
"I know you want to tell him off, Gallo, but you gotta give him a break. He's just lost his last remaining relative and he's confused and scared. Walk it off." Toby mumbled, staring Gallo down. He finally pushed Toby's hand off of his sleeve and strode off. "A minute with Hiro, guys? Please?"
Walter nodded and jerked his head towards the rest of the team, signaling for them to follow him upstairs, including Paige and Ralph.

Toby grabbed a chair and swung it around backwards, straddling it and crossing his arms over the top of it. "So, Hiro Hamada, robotics prodigy. Right?"
"Yeah." he stuffed his hands into his hoodie pockets and shrugged his shoulders up to his big ears.
"I'm Toby, psychologist. I think you and I need to have a chat, huh?"
"Oh! Yeah. A stupid shrink will solve alllll my problems!" Hiro flashed a fake grin and then scowled at Toby.
"I won't solve all your problems. I don't want to solve all your problems. I do, however, want to help you. I know, I know, it's cliche and you'll think it's stupid, but I do. So I want you to tell me one thing, buddy. One little bitty thing and I'll let you off the hook for the night."
"Yeah? Shoot," Hiro crossed his arms.
"Tell me if I'm right. You're putting on a facade of anger, you don't want to let us know how you really feel. But beneath your cold exterior, you're really just a scared little kid that wants his brother, or his parents, anyone. You don't know why you were brought in by the FBI, but you're pretty sure it has something to do with bot fighting. And you're also planning on escaping as soon as you possibly can. Am I right?"
Hiro gave him a wide-eyed stare for a moment. How did this shrink know? He'd had psychologists before. When he took his IQ test, he'd dealt with them, and when his parents had been killed in a car crash when he was little, he'd attended guidance counseling sessions with Tadashi, which were mandatory and had been paid for by his school. But this guy was different. Of course, he wasn't about to let Toby know that, so he shook his head. "Far off the mark, dude."
"I don't think so," Toby shook his head. "All your body language points to this gigantic sign that says I'm lying. I think I nailed it. Hiro, you can trust us. You know Paige's little kid, Ralph? He's only seven, and he's bright like you. It's not easy to get him to warm up to you, and he doesn't let just anyone in, either. Since he trusts all of us, and especially Walter, I'd take that as a good sign that we won't hurt you or screw you over. Got it?"
"Yeah, well...little kids are gullible. I have street smarts."
"Normal little kids. Ralph's a genius. I bet he acts just like you did when you were seven." Toby crossed his arms and sat back in his chair, so sure of himself that he momentarily forgot that he didn't have the back of the chair to lean up against. Scooting awkwardly forward, he tried to mask the fact that he'd almost fallen backwards.
Hiro screwed his mouth off to one side and stared pensively at Toby. "Either way, I'm stuck with you guys. Right?" "You got it, kiddo. You'll be staying with us. The good thing? We have junk food. I bet you're hungry, right?"
He shrugged, and Toby stood up. "If you're gonna put me away for bot fighting, then fine. If you think I care, I don't. Not anymore."
"Not since your brother's dead, right?"
He clenched his jaw and swiveled the chair around, turning his back to Toby.

Trotting up the steps, Toby met up with the rest of the team upstairs.
"He's going to be a tough nut to crack, but he knows he's stuck with us. He's not arrogant and hateful, he's scared and upset. His facade fades pretty quickly. Walter, I can guarantee you'll be able to get him to open up to you. Paige, why don't you talk to him? You're a mother, and none of us know how to deal with emotionally unstable fourteen year olds." Toby said. "Happy, if you get him involved in some mechanics stuff, I bet he'll get more comfortable with us and open up, too. But we're gonna have to keep a close eye on him. The kid knows he's an orphan, and that isn't the most pleasant feeling in the universe." Paige stood up and nodded. "I'll go talk with him. Why don't you go play dominoes with Sylvester, Ralph? I'm going to go talk with the boy that's downstairs. Okay?"
Ralph nodded, not bothering to look up from his video game.

The team filed back downstairs, and Paige made her way over to Hiro. "Hey, bud. Rough day, huh?"
He snorted. "What, are you a shrink too?"
"No..I'm what they call 'normal'. I talk to people when nobody else can get to them. You know what I mean? I help the geniuses understand the normal society."
"Yeah. Well, I'm not normal, so-"
"But you're a genius kid who's experiencing normal emotions, some you might not be able to handle well. You can trust these guys. They'll help you, and they don't want to hurt you. All they're doing is wanting to ask you about your scams and recreating copyrighted work. From there.." she trailed off. "We'll maybe do a DNA test to make sure you don't have any living relatives, and work from there."
"Wait. Recreating copyrighted work?" Hiro sat up in his chair and asked.
She nodded. "Yeah - your bots? They're similar to Callaghan's bot designs."
"And how do you suppose I got the blueprints?"
"Any number of ways, Hiro. I'm not accusing you of anything, and I don't think you stole blueprints or anything, but that's what I understand from what Gallo told me earlier. I'm just letting you know what you were brought in here for. Okay? Don't panic. I'm sure it's a misunderstanding, because I don't think you're stupid enough to steal blueprints when you could make your own design." Paige rested a hand on Hiro's shoulder to try to calm him, but he shrugged it off.
"Okay, something's off. I didn't even know Callaghan until I applied for his college. How did I even know to steal his work?"

Paige rubbed her forehead. "Hiro, Walter has all of the information. He'll talk to you about it, and this will be cleared up. Don't fret about it until tomorrow."
Hiro wanted to fret about it. He could be locked up for something he didn't even do! And obsessing over that helped him forget about Tadashi, which was a plus. How could a kid steal blueprints he didn't even know existed?