Some Legends Are Told, Some Turn To Dust Or To Gold [CEREALIA INBOX]

[zerotohiro]

'Busy, leave a message!
...oh, you've reached Hiro Hamada. Whatever. Still busy!'

Hamada art by D-Joel, found on tumblr

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[mieldelimon]

[She does notice the chaotic state the apartment was in, making a mental note to help clean up when Hiro is all settled down in bed and taken care of. Honey took it upon herself to gently remove Hiro's bloodied hoodie and shoes so that the boy would be more comfortable. After putting his shoes away, Honey Lemon notices a silver cylinder poking out from the hoodie pocket, her brows furrowing. As much as she wanted to ask Hiro what was this thing he had on his person, she knew it wasn't the right time. The poor thing was sick and exhausted from whatever "excursion" he was on. She did, however, folded the hoodie in such a way that the cylinder can be seen and she quietly hands the jacket to Tadashi while she looks over his younger brother, kneeling down on his bedside.] Baymax said his body temperature was low. So, maybe some soup would be okay? I can make miso or something else if you want.

[zerotohiro]

M'fine...[He's so fine, in fact, he's pretty much faceplanting into his pillow the moment Tadashi sets him on the bed. He'd skipped lunch but after everything he saw it's probably not a good idea to eat yet. Baymax is in the living room puttering around, trying to help clean up so that there's less of a chance of anybody tripping. Safety first!

He's kind of embarrassed he feels this bad. But he can at least mumble.] ...water's okay. Soup later.

[bropane]

[ he turns to honey, a worried expression on his face. ]

Miso soup actually sounds good, [ even for him!! and really, he'd prepare it by himself but he doesn't want to leave hiro's side for too long in case something else happens. ] Could you? There should still be some stuff in the fridge for it.

[mieldelimon]

[Nods.] Of course.

[She is mirroring the look of worry he has on his face, reaching out to give Tadashi a gentle pat on the shoulder in reassurance. They only had sandwiches, after all. Not exactly filling.]

If you don't mind me borrowing an apron?

[zerotohiro]

Do we even have an apron...? [At this rate the words are coming much slower and he's pretty much on the brink of just shutting down completely for a little while even before he has water or soup. But he burrows a little further into his covers anyway. No more robots. No more kidnappings. No more watching dudes explode or visions of destroyed planets or suffocation. Just resting time.]

[bropane]

[ yeaaah... they don't have an apron, sorry, honey.

he can tell that hiro's starting to doze off, though, which is why he nods towards the door and starts walking out of the room. it's a sign for honey and baymax to follow just so they can leave hiro to rest for now. ]

[mieldelimon]

[She could always get the apron in her apartment. It's no problem.

Honey Lemon nods back, turning back to Hiro so that she pet his hair and kiss the top of his head, whispering, "Sleep well, cariño." before finally getting up and following Tadashi and Baymax out of the bedroom.]

I'll be right back. [She says, reaching out to gently pat Tadashi on the shoulder.] I'll get my apron instead and I need to pin my hair up.