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[That's both an unexpected and unsurprising question. Cass has set the wine aside, on the kitchen counter out of the way and had offered Baymax a seat on the couch. She sits across from him now, and her eyes widen at the inquiry.]

Why... yes, actually. Their mother was my sister.

[dadroid]

[ Baymax bows his head just slightly; Embarrassed, of all things. Maemi had siblings, as well, though none by the name of "Cass." ]

I — yes. Of course.

I was... close to Hiro's mother in my own Universe, as well. It's...

Well, I suppose there's no delicate way to approach this subject. My construction coincides with the death of Hiro's father in my Universe.

Though my physical form bears little resemblance, his father's personality and memories are coded into my programming.

[ There. It's out. The facts are on the table, and Cass can do with them — and with him — what she will. ]

[lasthugs]

[There's no reaction from Cass at first. Nothing big, anyway. Her eyes widen a slight bit more; her breath catches in her throat when the meaning of his words dawn on her; she sits up straighter, attention caught, suddenly searching his mechanical face with her eyes. It's not that she thinks he's joking, but a truth dropped like that is not easy to accept with an "oh, okay."

Hiro's father.

Baymax is right; he doesn't resemble the man at all. Did the father in that world even resemble her own brother? How different were their worlds, really? That was a question she had never thought to ask before this, and even as it runs through her mind now, she doesn't feel a strong urge to put it to voice. She just... wonders, what that must be like. To have been programmed to reflect a real, once-living person's character. To be you, but to be someone else. The white, fluffy Baymax back home did not resemble anybody she knew, although she never got a chance to ask Tadashi that.

She just assumes, as she thinks back to their first meeting, that whatever this Baymax's world had been like -- whatever family the Hiro over there had -- it had been a family without her, and without Tadashi, because the man sitting in front of her did not recognize the two of them. She hopes the Hiro over there had support like hers did. She wonders how Baymax must feel now, surrounded by people he recognizes, yet at the same time doesn't. She bites her lip, silent.


Then, after a few silent seconds, only the clock on the wall ticking and showing that time is passing, she looks at him calmly and smiles.]

Does that make you my sort of otherworldly brother-in-law?