Hiro's head had snapped back the second that he'd heard the crack in the door, but the plate (plate?!) the whizzed past his head was already far enough away not to knick him but just close enough to scare him. Which was surprising in and of itself because he was so rarely caught off guard like this. Blinking at the plate embedded in the opposite wall before peering back at the door, Hiro cleared his throat a moment to collect himself before trying again.
"You know, there's this thing on the door called a knob. You don't have to cut the door down in order to open it," Hiro said, rubbing the side of his face just to make sure there weren't any knicks. If that had been anything another than a plate, Hiro would have figured that Niki had picked up some kind of Ninjutsu master. But these were just kids.
"Micah? Peter sent me over to check on you guys," Hiro said, hesitating a moment before heaving a sigh and teleporting into the middle of the room, holding his hand up at he looked around him. "I come in peace. Take me to your miniature leader."