Hiro sat back while Diarmuid explained things, mulling things over while he did. He sipped at his hot chocolate with a frown. It wasn't much to go on but one thing that the boy said surprised him.

"A cycle...you mean a year?" His eyebrows raised. "You've been here about a year and a half?" His heart felt like it fell into the deepest pit of his stomach at that. The thought of being separated from everyone and away from home for that long. Maybe longer.

He stared down at his drink. "What do you know? About how people are brought here? Don't worry, I can understand complex..." He grinned a little, trying not to show how shaken he felt.