And if I could move I'm sure it would only be to crawl back to you [W2, Thurs]

[As the sun finally settles below the horizon, Hiro finds himself coming back out of his hut. It's Thursday and he knows he only has a few hours before he needs to be back and it's for that reason he walks down to the water's edge. Settling down, he takes off his sneakers and sits on the wet sand, feet in the ocean and staring off into the distance. He'll be there for a while.

It's where he'll be by the time Nino finds him, and though he's not facing her at all he does speak up.]

…dude, where are you going? [Too bad he's not talking to her. And as such...he's up on his feet and beginning to follow whatever he's seeing straight into the water.]

You can thank your lucky stars that everything I wish for will never come true [W2 Thurs]

[It's dark in the jungle but he doesn't care. He's grown used to navigating his way around the parts of the jungle nearest the beach and he's not afraid of anything that's out there. (Though maybe he should be.) Thursdays are something he should fear, but at the same time if he's calculating right, he has at least another hour.

He's walking through trees and vines when he sees it. It's hard to miss in a dark, a flash of white and red and he sneers while coming to a halt. He's alone. No team, no Baymax, nothing. It's him and him alone but the sight of the kabuki mask infuriates him enough even still.

He didn't ask for this to happen and if his friends hadn't let the man get away, Hiro could have ended everything much sooner. Callaghan deserved to get what he gave, and what a time for opportunity.

So he runs. He bolts, leaves rustling and vines and branches snagging on his clothes as he heads straight for the man in the mask with a fist raised and he extends it into a hit.

…right into Keith's chest, probably. With that hit making contact he feels justified enough and he pulls back again to try and tackle Callaghan to the ground, still completely focused. Sorry, buddy.]