"Please tell me that I didn't just agree to become king of anything," Tadashi said, sitting back on his heels. "I don't have time to be king. I'm still hammering bugs out of Baymax's code, and I need to prepare for my project defense, and I'm probably going to need to help supervise my brother's projects, and I'm pretty sure my aunt would kill me."

Still, it's hard not to smile when it's clear that whatever he'd done had worked. Even if it didn't make scientific sense.

He rose to his feet and moved toward the girl with the magic staff. "Here, let me look at your arm, we should at least clean that and bandage it up."