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"That's not fair", Hiro crossed his arms for his chest, ignored the pain of his injured neck. His joy, about his visitor predominated the pain and his boredom, washed it away just for a moment but not long enough. Nevertheless, it annoyed him that he wasn't allowed to leave the bed. He would like to spend some time outside this room, especially with Naito. "Do what they tell you and I'll take you back.", the older one patted gently the black hair, trying not to hurt Hiro. The Timebomb sighed deep and closed his eyes. He felt so incredibly useless.