His older brother turned his head and looked at him. His face was covered in blood and his eyes were full of concern and relief, a slight smile was on his face. The image of such a common expression for his brother with his face covered in blood, as he leaned over the body of the man he just murdered, made Hiro nearly vomit. The tears that were resting on the brim of his eyes began to stream down his cheeks.
Tadashi rushed over to him. Hiro was frozen in place as Tadashi kneeled down and drew him into his arms, placing one hand one the back of his head and the other on his back.