Cisco just watches him in the silence that stretches on for what felt like an awfully long time. Paco looks so different in this moment, the complete opposite of everything he always puts on for the world to see. This isn't the God among men ready to tear worlds apart, it's just a man with a lot of broken pieces he doesn't know how to begin to pick up.
He pulls away and steps back and Cisco isn't sure what to expect at first. Had he gotten through to him at all? Was Paco just going to do whatever he wanted, consequences be damned? But then he speaks and it hurts to hear the way he's trying to keep it together while the world is crashing at his feet. "You won't," he says, voice soft, but confident, firm in the belief he was presenting. "Not this time." He cautiously reaches out to rest a hand on Paco's shoulder, a gesture of comfort, reassurance.
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Date: 2016-11-08 08:46 pm (UTC)He pulls away and steps back and Cisco isn't sure what to expect at first. Had he gotten through to him at all? Was Paco just going to do whatever he wanted, consequences be damned? But then he speaks and it hurts to hear the way he's trying to keep it together while the world is crashing at his feet. "You won't," he says, voice soft, but confident, firm in the belief he was presenting. "Not this time." He cautiously reaches out to rest a hand on Paco's shoulder, a gesture of comfort, reassurance.