Swiftcurrent Creek You're here with me, Dr. Death-Defying

Trouble was bound to find them, and Hiro hadn't realized until it was far too late. 

They were met with a woman, scars both old and new. He fought the urge to stare, forcing his eyes slightly elsewhere after a quick look.

No. One was not truly lost if there was nothing to look for. My apologies.

Despite the will to leave then, to right this foolish wrong, they stayed put. How could he turn tail now? Leave himself vulnurable this girl and whoever had her aid? No, they'd wait for leave. That or teeth. So long as they came towards his frontside, he'd accept the concequence.