Like he wasn't already winded enough, and then - oof - she's hugging him tight enough to knock all the air out of him. Hiro stiffens and then makes an awkward attempt to hug back, patting his Aunt gently on the shoulder while Mochi weaves himself between their ankles and mrrrs, questioning.

"No, no, it's fine, I'm fine, nobody hurt me -" Nobody lately. A couple of weeks ago, maybe, but that's long since passed and healed up. He lets out an anxious, breathless laugh; he's happy to see her, but all the wait, whats and the oh nos are starting to descend and he has a dozen questions he needs to ask.

And Tadashi. Hiro sucks in a breath.

"Aunt Cass, there's something you should...okay, wait." A pause. He holds his hands up. "How long have you been here? What's the last thing you remember?"