Yona! [It jars him out of his tantrum and he leaves Baymax's helmet on the bench. He's also quickly de-armoring Baymax and revealing the full extent of his marshmallow body.] Baymax, move her to the chair.
[...] Oh yeah. Yona, Baymax. Baymax, Yona.
[The robot peers at her curiously before he shuffles forward and waves.]
Hello, Yona. I am Baymax. [He looks down.] You have fallen. I will assist you now.
[Hope Yona's prepared because Baymax moves and scoops her up, waddling to a corner of the garage where there's a large, plush chair. Down you go.]
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[...] Oh yeah. Yona, Baymax. Baymax, Yona.
[The robot peers at her curiously before he shuffles forward and waves.]
Hello, Yona. I am Baymax. [He looks down.] You have fallen. I will assist you now.
[Hope Yona's prepared because Baymax moves and scoops her up, waddling to a corner of the garage where there's a large, plush chair. Down you go.]