[That boy is terrified. Curled up in a ball, saying prayers and hoping against hope the approaching footsteps will pass on by and let him figure a way out of this mess on his own. They don't, of course. They get closer, and Hiro stays very still, clutching a wrench to his chest and feeling his own pounding heartbeat pulse through it.
The hatch opens.
Hiro doesn't waste time thinking or trying to negotiate; he catches a glimpse, for a couple of seconds, of a pale and red-marked mask in the dim light, and then he yells and takes advantage of the extra space to throw the wrench, tumble out onto the floor and then attempt to run like hell.
but WHAT WAS THE SURPRISE :[ :[ :[
The hatch opens.
Hiro doesn't waste time thinking or trying to negotiate; he catches a glimpse, for a couple of seconds, of a pale and red-marked mask in the dim light, and then he yells and takes advantage of the extra space to throw the wrench, tumble out onto the floor and then attempt to run like hell.
This, this is his master plan.]