[Without really thinking on it, Hiro's fingers are idly touching Tadashi's hair while the other hand is fixated on the keyblade. Keeping himself grounded in reality two different ways. It's the only thing he can do, and he knows that even with everything dying down Tadashi's body will disappear in a few hours. He's taking advantage of it this time.
This was absolutely the right way to go. The explanation earns Riku a skeptical look, Hiro's eyebrow arching a bit.]
Strong hearts? [What does that even mean? Physically? Emotionally? What? He wonders if that means someone like himself or Tadashi would be able to obtain one. It seems too simple.] It's a weapon. How can it even tell something like that? I mean there're stories back home about how there used to be this hammer or whatever who could only be wielded by whoever it deemed worthy but…it's still just a story.
[That doesn't stop him from continuing to admire the design.] Anyway, yeah, that's right. We were on a rescue mission to save the Bridge. My friend Korra and I found her right after we sent Terra out to get to the hospital.
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This was absolutely the right way to go. The explanation earns Riku a skeptical look, Hiro's eyebrow arching a bit.]
Strong hearts? [What does that even mean? Physically? Emotionally? What? He wonders if that means someone like himself or Tadashi would be able to obtain one. It seems too simple.] It's a weapon. How can it even tell something like that? I mean there're stories back home about how there used to be this hammer or whatever who could only be wielded by whoever it deemed worthy but…it's still just a story.
[That doesn't stop him from continuing to admire the design.] Anyway, yeah, that's right. We were on a rescue mission to save the Bridge. My friend Korra and I found her right after we sent Terra out to get to the hospital.