[ Cisco knows that hugs aren't something Taako is very free with, but the gratitude he feels for Taako's presence and quiet efforts to provide him comfort is just as muted as the rest. He knows that it's not going to stay that way forever; he'll thank Taako properly later, when things have settled down. Whenever that might be.
For now, though, he accepts the offer of a hug, shutting his eyes for a moment, wishing more than anything to just wake up and for it all to be a dream. He lets go of Taako with another muttered: ]
Thanks.
[ Then it is back to sitting in those uncomfortable chairs, the faint hum of the holographic plant, the noise of some nurses conversing way down the hall. For a while, Cisco sits in silence, relieved that Taako isn't asking him questions, expecting him to talk. Cisco goes back to staring off into the middle distance, gnawing at his nails - what's left of them, anyway. A bad habit, but he doesn't even notice himself doing it.
Abruptly, he says: ]
I just wish they'd let me see him. For a second. Maybe then all of this would, I don't know. Feel real.
[ It wasn't as if Cisco had been here when Eddie was rushed in. He hadn't seen him being moved from surgery to recovery. The last time he'd seen him had been this morning, leaving for work. Cisco had been too tired to even get up and see him out the door. He'd stayed in bed, lazy, comfortable in the fact that nothing would go wrong that day. He'd been wrong. ]
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For now, though, he accepts the offer of a hug, shutting his eyes for a moment, wishing more than anything to just wake up and for it all to be a dream. He lets go of Taako with another muttered: ]
Thanks.
[ Then it is back to sitting in those uncomfortable chairs, the faint hum of the holographic plant, the noise of some nurses conversing way down the hall. For a while, Cisco sits in silence, relieved that Taako isn't asking him questions, expecting him to talk. Cisco goes back to staring off into the middle distance, gnawing at his nails - what's left of them, anyway. A bad habit, but he doesn't even notice himself doing it.
Abruptly, he says: ]
I just wish they'd let me see him. For a second. Maybe then all of this would, I don't know. Feel real.
[ It wasn't as if Cisco had been here when Eddie was rushed in. He hadn't seen him being moved from surgery to recovery. The last time he'd seen him had been this morning, leaving for work. Cisco had been too tired to even get up and see him out the door. He'd stayed in bed, lazy, comfortable in the fact that nothing would go wrong that day. He'd been wrong. ]