Malcolm snorted, then rolled his eyes.
“Alright. Since you don’t know shit, then I’d better call in some help,”Malcolm commented.
He dug in the bag, pulling out a vial of ‘beads’. He poured some out, talking softly to them, then gently dropped them on Hiro’s back.
“These are some of my nanobots. This particular type usually creates things, but can also repair. Try to stay still while they study you,”Malcolm bade.
He watched the nanobots thoughtfully, even as a few burrowed.