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[baymaxing]

i don't know if tadashi had plans with anyone that i wasn't aware of, but. he's gone. just so everyone knows. been looking everywhere. baymax's scanner seems fine and he isn't picking up tadashi's life signs anywhere here. tadashi wouldn't ignore me trying to call or message him like this.

[He knew this would likely happen. One way or another, Tadashi staying here and him going back home to Aunt Cass or something, they'd end up separated. It just feels cruel. Like he had just got his brother back only for this to happen. He can't help feeling upset. Bitter. Not as raging and furious as with Callaghan but still.

It hurts.]

but if he had anything going, i can do my best to help and step in? maybe. depending on what he might have been helping with.

[He can at least offer that much. After he's had a couple of days or so to readjust to being without Tadashi again. If that were even possible. The realization that he's alone here now sinking in. Well, outside of Baymax.]

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[baymaxing]

I'll have a think and get back to you when I come to look at that arm of yours. But yeah, having the schematics would probably help, if you can let me borrow or have access to those as well.

[Hiro agrees to check the schematics. It makes sense to have a look at the schematics and see what Turo had in mind, what he had already planned, and wants. So Hiro can know what to check on, what to add or change, what to improve on.]

[fractales]

I can, easily. They are just on my desk- mostly a sketching phase for ideas, along with more solid pieces for what I am adapting it from.

[Better to work from than nothing at all, and at the very east Turo was detailed in notes that went along with some parts.]

[baymaxing]

Even the sketches will help. Thanks.

[He knows that Turo would likely have done more if not for the situation with his arm. But at least, the sketches and plans will be something to go off of. Give Hiro some ideas. He could always message the other to ask any questions or anything as he considers the plans and the potential ideas. Hiro takes the sketches on the desk, rolling them up and putting them in his backpack.]

[fractales]

Then you are more than welcome to them. Even if in the end we simply bounce ideas off one another, it can be better than not.

[A soft smile, and perhaps just a little more of a relaxed holding in Turo's shoulders. He worried about work, but there was already some clear trust in Hiro in more than simply telling him the truth of his own being.]

[baymaxing]

Yeah, I'll see how I go once I get back to my workshop and have a look at what you've got so far. I can always message you if I have questions or ideas in the meantime. Just take care of that arm for now, okay? Was there anything else?

[Hiro figures to check, while he was here, as he ensures the sketches and plans, any notes, were safely in his backpack. Baymax still stands to the side, keeping an eye on them and ensuring they have privacy.]

[fractales]

You can, and you know how to reach me very easily to do so. I will be sure to remember to take it easy, the sling will be a very clear reminder if nothing else- and I do not believe so.

I can message you if I there is, of course. [Even if he did look over his desk- going through everything he knew to be on and in it. The shelves as well where he kept most of is notebooks; they mostly had to do with the animals here, but from time to time he did tuck other things near them.

Honestly, Baymax helping keep an eye out for the privacy was appreciated.]

[baymaxing]

Right. Just take it easy. Don't forget to ask for help. I'll see you when I come by to fix the arm, if not before then. You take care, Professor.

[Hiro says, ensuring he has everything, before giving a wave, gesturing for Baymax to step to the side so they could open the door. If there's nothing else, he's ready to leave for now, so he can get started checking over the plans and notes for Turo.]

[fractales]

Of course, and truly thank you again. You take care as well.

[A wave with that hand not rested in that sling for the bad arm. That much less worry off of his mind, at the very least. Something would come, one way or another; outside help could do far more than thought at times, after all.]