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"Hiro, what happened?!"
"Why are you so pale?"
"Are you okay?"
"What's wrong?"
His friend's voices rang through his head like bells, each a different pitch. But Hiro couldn't concentrate on words. Tadashi- his nii-san was alive.
But... He didn't know who he was.
It almost seemed worse than having him dead.
But Hiro could tell that Tadashi was inside Kasabi somewhere. He had to be. Hiro could see it when Ta-Kasabi'd looked at him.
Baymax's voice floated into the young Hamada's head. "...healthcare companion."
Hiro glanced over at the marshmallowy robot. "Bay-"
"What's wrong with Hiro?" Gogo demanded, crossing her arms and cutting off the young boy.
"I will now scan Hiro." Baymax looked towards Hiro. The sound of Baymax scanning something filled Hiro's ears and before anyone could say anything, Baymax had finished. "Scan complete. Hiro's neurotransmitter levels indicate that he is confused, or upset."
"What's wrong?" Honey Lemon asked, walking over towards the confused boy.
Hiro looked up at her. A quick scan of her face revealed that she was worried and confused herself. Just... Not for the same reasons as Hiro.
Hiro tried to find a way to explain what he'd just seen and experienced. He couldn't figure out how else to say it, so he just blurted, "Tadashi was the guy. Tadashi... He's alive, but... He doesn't remember anything. And... I think Callaghan did something to him, because he kept calling him... Chichi Kyarahan."
"Which means...?" Gogo asked, rolling her eyes and not understand what it meant- seeing as she wasn't fluent in Japanese.
"Father Callaghan." Hiro spat out, hating the feel of the words in his mouth. Father Callaghan. Like Callaghan was a father to Tadashi.
Everyone was silent for a while. They had gotten back to Hiro's garage without any problems- Hiro had gotten the feeling that they'd needed to get out of the abandoned building as soon as possible. Now all Hiro wanted was to get back in.
'Father Callaghan' could be doing anything to Tadashi.
Kasabi woke up in a jail cell- literally.
Well, maybe not an actual jail cell. But he reasoned it was close enough.
It was pretty small with bars in the front. The floors were stone, the walls were stone, the ceiling was stone... Everything was cold, hard stone.
Groaning, Kasabi felt weak- extremely weak. Stronger than when he had when he'd first woken up, but definitely not when he'd last been out.
Everything seemed to rush back to him at once- the boy Hiro who was apparently his brother, Chichi Kyarahan, the mask, the group of kids plus a robot...
How he'd helped them escape.
And his punishment for it.
"So how are we getting Tadashi back?" Hiro asked.
"What?" Wasabi asked, looking over at him.
"My brother is in there." Hiro snapped. "I'm not wasting another minute until I get him out and back to himself."
Wasabi stepped back slightly. He'd never seen or heard Hiro so angry before. None of them had.
"I'm not saying to waste more time, I'm-" Wasabi started again.
"It seems like it." Hiro snapped again, turning around to face his computer, where he pulled up a search bar. His fingers flew across the worn keyboard. Amnesia cures... He almost didn't hear Honey Lemon start talking again.
"Hiro, I think you need to calm-"
Hiro turned on her. "Do you not care about him?!"
"No, I care, i-it's just-"
Hiro shook his head. "If you truely cared about him, you'd be as committed as I am to getting him back." Looking back towards his computer, he started to look through the results- ignoring the strange and distracting pop up adds. Under his breath, the young boy muttered, "Someone has to help."