[ Cisco doesn't hesitate for a second before giving that reassurance. Partly, he trusts Finn to look after them - he seems like the sort of person who looks after his belongings. Partly, Cisco knows that, even though they were expensive and he had poured quite a bit of additional time into them, he could always make a new pair. Nothing irreplaceable. And partly, he had had a very vivid demonstration just now of how badly Finn needs them. Even if the first two things were not true, Cisco has never been someone who turned away when someone needed help that he could provide.
So - tech to help prevent a next time, a quiet place to sit for a while as he comes down, a little booze. What else could Cisco do? A distraction, maybe. Something simple and stress-free for Finn to focus on... ]
Oh, hey, I've been meaning to show you this.
[ He hadn't, in fact, been meaning to, but it's a tiny white lie that Finn will no doubt see through and hopefully excuse. Cisco turns on the TV and a game console, clicks over to a game that he sometimes will play, in the middle of the night, if insomnia or nightmares are bothering him. It's a puzzle game, but one particularly designed to be soothing, without violence or loud sounds or any urgency: not even a timer. It also has a two-player mode, which Cisco selects, gesturing at the other controller in the little basket on the coffee table. ]
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[ Cisco doesn't hesitate for a second before giving that reassurance. Partly, he trusts Finn to look after them - he seems like the sort of person who looks after his belongings. Partly, Cisco knows that, even though they were expensive and he had poured quite a bit of additional time into them, he could always make a new pair. Nothing irreplaceable. And partly, he had had a very vivid demonstration just now of how badly Finn needs them. Even if the first two things were not true, Cisco has never been someone who turned away when someone needed help that he could provide.
So - tech to help prevent a next time, a quiet place to sit for a while as he comes down, a little booze. What else could Cisco do? A distraction, maybe. Something simple and stress-free for Finn to focus on... ]
Oh, hey, I've been meaning to show you this.
[ He hadn't, in fact, been meaning to, but it's a tiny white lie that Finn will no doubt see through and hopefully excuse. Cisco turns on the TV and a game console, clicks over to a game that he sometimes will play, in the middle of the night, if insomnia or nightmares are bothering him. It's a puzzle game, but one particularly designed to be soothing, without violence or loud sounds or any urgency: not even a timer. It also has a two-player mode, which Cisco selects, gesturing at the other controller in the little basket on the coffee table. ]
Wanna give it a try?