[The voice breaks Barnaby's reverie. Eyebrows shooting up, he whips his head toward the source. And who's there to greet him? None other than Hiro Hamada himself...well, his face, anyway.
Despite his best attempts to hide it, shame creeps into his face, tinging his cheeks an impressive shade of red. Not many people can say they've flustered Barnaby before, but Hiro managed to achieve it with only a few words.]
Hiro! I...[He flounders for a moment, clearly confused by this bizarre scenario.] How long have you been watching?
[He doesn't even sound angry, just embarrassed and maybe a bit panicked.]
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Despite his best attempts to hide it, shame creeps into his face, tinging his cheeks an impressive shade of red. Not many people can say they've flustered Barnaby before, but Hiro managed to achieve it with only a few words.]
Hiro! I...[He flounders for a moment, clearly confused by this bizarre scenario.] How long have you been watching?
[He doesn't even sound angry, just embarrassed and maybe a bit panicked.]