[an arm around his neck, a hand at his mouth, pressure tightening- it's not the best chokehold, but training and muscle memory has taken over and is pressing against the arteries. he could just-
twist-
in a detached sort of way, Robert can appreciate how different this is from the previous ones. he'd never gotten this physical with Hiro before, not even in the worst of the scuffle- there had always been something distinctly impersonal about it before, a matter of taking care of business, so to speak. between the microbots and even Baymax, both their hands were clean.
but he's only so many microbots, and there's no Baymax, here. there's his rational mind noting that there is no way this can end well, and the more emotional side of him desperate to simply keep this from getting worse.
he shifts his position, bearing down on Hiro, his own breathing ragged and stilted from stress]
I am taking far too much delight in Hiro's terror tbh
twist-
in a detached sort of way, Robert can appreciate how different this is from the previous ones. he'd never gotten this physical with Hiro before, not even in the worst of the scuffle- there had always been something distinctly impersonal about it before, a matter of taking care of business, so to speak. between the microbots and even Baymax, both their hands were clean.
but he's only so many microbots, and there's no Baymax, here. there's his rational mind noting that there is no way this can end well, and the more emotional side of him desperate to simply keep this from getting worse.
he shifts his position, bearing down on Hiro, his own breathing ragged and stilted from stress]