"Huh. Well, that makes a little more sense," Hiro said.

"Baymax, where's your fighting chip?" He asked with a frown. Because it was easier just to have it there even if it was pretty useless without the armor. "How did you find out about people arriving in this place? It's been only ten minutes," he said, looking Baymax over more closely. Poking, prodding, putting his face against the vinyl.