Tadashi lead their strange little party, the kid's hand still firmly attached to his, out of the room and back toward the room he'd holed up in with a book. It was much quieter than the middle of the workshop, but it wasn't the library where someone else might come up on them by surprise either.

"You're doing great, kiddo," Tadashi said soothingly as he kicked the door shut behind them. "Can you raise your hands over your head for me?"