[It's a hard thing to watch, to feel that anger rolling off of Hiro. She's putting pieces together, though. This isn't the first time, and it definitely puts to rest the feeling she'd gotten from Tadashi...that he was hiding something. He was dead, and this was the second time for Hiro now. And she doesn't really know how to handle that. He's just so angry, and she's really so bad at this.

What she does do is shift back into her human self, and reach out to take Hiro by the shoulder. Her hand, still unnaturally warm, squeezes it tight, the pressure of a friend to a friend. Words...aren't easy, and the elude her for a long, tense moment.]

Hiro.

[No honorific, not now, even when she's not Mars. He doesn't need to be treated like a junior right now.]

He wasn't. But he'll return.

[Her voice remains steady, now that words are coming.]

That's how things work in this place. It's awful, and I'm sorry...but Hiro, you'll see him again. [Stepping in now, she pulls him away from the body, spinning him and pulling him into a tight, unrelenting hug. She's not good at this, and she's mentally freaking out a bit, but this is all she knows how to do. And even that is just because of Usagi.]

I'm sorry, Hiro.