[ Harrison glances over at him, watching him quietly as little by little, Cisco draws closer and closer to him until they're side by side, Cisco's hand over his. Quietly, Harrison turns his own hand over, lacing his fingers together with Cisco's and rubs at his hand lightly with his thumb, though he makes no other movements beyond that.
When Cisco's voice cracks, he gives his hand a light squeeze, taking the reins of the conversation. ]
Your powers are getting stronger. [ There's a pause. That's not the point, he knows, though it bears mentioning. It's not that Cisco's mind was doing it to torment him; rather, he'd managed to unlock more of his potential which was, in the long run, a good thing. Or it would be, once he could control it more. In this case, not so much.
He glances sidelong at him, words failing him now. He never was that great with them to begin with, but he should say something. Anything. In the end, he shakes his head slowly and speaks with a soft rasp. ] . . . You deserved better.
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When Cisco's voice cracks, he gives his hand a light squeeze, taking the reins of the conversation. ]
Your powers are getting stronger. [ There's a pause. That's not the point, he knows, though it bears mentioning. It's not that Cisco's mind was doing it to torment him; rather, he'd managed to unlock more of his potential which was, in the long run, a good thing. Or it would be, once he could control it more. In this case, not so much.
He glances sidelong at him, words failing him now. He never was that great with them to begin with, but he should say something. Anything. In the end, he shakes his head slowly and speaks with a soft rasp. ] . . . You deserved better.