[There's no upset denial, no yelling or reasoning but maybe, not even a soft oh; just quiet. All of him sags; his chin drops, his shoulders fall, his posture turns to something less confident, more hunched and closed off. The barest of nods shows quiet acceptance.
He wouldn't even say he feels disappointed. Just...heavy. Weighed down. Something like that.]
...He died.
[His tone is dead, maybe deceptively so. A sliding timeline, maybe, due to the weird dimensional mechanics in turtle world. Or maybe Callaghan's just plain dead and somehow ended up here instead of...wherever dead people go.
Do they go anywhere? Hiro's not particularly religious or superstitious. He hasn't thought about it.]
They say the weird turtle floats around between life, death and dreaming right? Maybe...
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He wouldn't even say he feels disappointed. Just...heavy. Weighed down. Something like that.]
...He died.
[His tone is dead, maybe deceptively so. A sliding timeline, maybe, due to the weird dimensional mechanics in turtle world. Or maybe Callaghan's just plain dead and somehow ended up here instead of...wherever dead people go.
Do they go anywhere? Hiro's not particularly religious or superstitious. He hasn't thought about it.]
They say the weird turtle floats around between life, death and dreaming right? Maybe...