[Cisco's head snaps up as Paco gets to his feet, anger pulsing through him as he rants. He isn't surprised he skips straight to the anger stage of grief, it's fitting somehow, almost comforting to see it. Maybe because Cisco doesn't really have the energy to be angry, he's trapped in the sadness and the loss instead.
He doesn't interrupt him, or even try to calm him down. He wasn't his, necessarily, but Dante was Paco's brother just the same and Cisco didn't see the sense in trying to make him stop feeling what he felt. It wasn't exactly something his Earth 2 twin did much, and certainly not so freely and in front of people.
He'll consider what it means that he's being outwardly shown any of this later.]
Dad called me and told me to get to the hospital... [He sounds as numb as he feels, continuing to explain what he could.] Doctors did what they could, but... [He lifts one shoulder helplessly. His gaze drops to the floor, chin resting on his knees.]
It's not fair... I don't even know if he knew...how much I cared, how much I missed the way it used to be. I should have... I should have told him-- there was supposed to be time. [There's a laugh at the word, bitter, hollow and humorless and somewhere in his speech tears tracked down his cheeks. Cisco is an emotional person, his heart is always on his sleeve for everyone to see. But it feels awkward and unbalanced with Paco, so he tries to stop it, scrubbing a hand roughly down his face.]
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Date: 2017-01-17 06:19 pm (UTC)He doesn't interrupt him, or even try to calm him down. He wasn't his, necessarily, but Dante was Paco's brother just the same and Cisco didn't see the sense in trying to make him stop feeling what he felt. It wasn't exactly something his Earth 2 twin did much, and certainly not so freely and in front of people.
He'll consider what it means that he's being outwardly shown any of this later.]
Dad called me and told me to get to the hospital... [He sounds as numb as he feels, continuing to explain what he could.] Doctors did what they could, but... [He lifts one shoulder helplessly. His gaze drops to the floor, chin resting on his knees.]
It's not fair... I don't even know if he knew...how much I cared, how much I missed the way it used to be. I should have... I should have told him-- there was supposed to be time. [There's a laugh at the word, bitter, hollow and humorless and somewhere in his speech tears tracked down his cheeks. Cisco is an emotional person, his heart is always on his sleeve for everyone to see. But it feels awkward and unbalanced with Paco, so he tries to stop it, scrubbing a hand roughly down his face.]