[ Glasses. Right. It feels strange to wear them, even if they do fit perfectly. And they match his prescription too .... He always meant to go back to the eye doctor to actually get himself something decent. ]
[ At the word dad, there's a hitch in Baymax's breath and he feels a stinging in his eyes. When the tickle of something wet rolls down his face, he dabs at the spot with his fingertips before staring at them in bewilderment. ]
I will never regret being their for Hiro when he needs me, no matter what form I take. However...
[ There's a pause, and a wince. Tears are still quietly rolling down your face. ]
You become accustomed to some of the things you can't do anymore. Taste and smell, stretch, sleep... when your body ceases to crave them, they lose their appeal. Other things...
[ He finally lets go of Hiro, shrinking away, genuine sorrow on his face for the first time in years. ]
At first I felt it was too soon after Tomeo's death. Then I was waiting until I felt she would respond well to my new form. The weeks became months, months became years...
Perhaps I'm simply too cowardly to face her like this.
I don't want this to become public knowledge, Hiro, but I understand that your family here extends beyond those related by blood. If there's someone you feel needs to know about... me, someone who deserves to be in on the secret, you have my permission to tell them.
[ He nods at that, thinking for a moment. He'll wait for Tadashi, but there's Aunt Cass too ... Tomeo is her brother-in-law, after all. Whether this version knows his aunt or not. As for anyone else ... he's still a little too awed by the revelation to think of too many. After he's settled there'll be one in particular... ]
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Then ... I guess we'll work on it together, Dad.
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Been a while?
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A long, long while.
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[ Gosh, that makes his heart ache a little more. ]
Do you ever regret it? Being like this?
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[ There's a pause, and a wince. Tears are still quietly rolling down your face. ]
You become accustomed to some of the things you can't do anymore. Taste and smell, stretch, sleep... when your body ceases to crave them, they lose their appeal. Other things...
[ He finally lets go of Hiro, shrinking away, genuine sorrow on his face for the first time in years. ]
My wife doesn't know.
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You can't tell her?
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[ He bows his head. ]
At first I felt it was too soon after Tomeo's death. Then I was waiting until I felt she would respond well to my new form. The weeks became months, months became years...
Perhaps I'm simply too cowardly to face her like this.
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[ He looks up, offering Hiro a sad smile. ]
We all have things we regret, Hiro. Perhaps one day, if I'm ever to return home, I'll find the courage to do as you suggest.
Until then, however, I'm grateful for what I do have.
[ He runs a hand through Hiro's hair once more. ]
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Three sons now. Two Hiros and a Tadashi.
[ He jolts at that, a sudden realization overtaking him. ]
-- You have to tell him. He - he remembers our version of you.
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[ Baymax nods in agreement. ]
We do. I only ask that we tell him together.
I don't want this to become public knowledge, Hiro, but I understand that your family here extends beyond those related by blood. If there's someone you feel needs to know about... me, someone who deserves to be in on the secret, you have my permission to tell them.
I trust your judgment.
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Aunt Cass too.
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I won't make the same mistake I made back home, Hiro. I promise.
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Yes. We are.
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Didn't think I'd get more here...