[And of course Hayato lets himself be guided out of the room, looking over his shoulder at the big... thingy thing...

Once out of the room he stares a bit more a the big man with the boat-helmet thing on his head, then holds up his little toy car.]

The baby's crying, so he can borrow it. I'm a big kid now, so I don't need it as much! But only borrowing it! The nice piano lady gave it to me for my birthday! Okay?