Cisco didn't have to apologize. It wasn't his fault for what happened. It wasn't his fault for what she was feeling, or for what Ben chose. It wasn't any one's fault. The outcome of everything weighed more on Ben than her. She had done everything she could to help him pull away from the Dark, yet he still clung to it like a child would to their parent.
She sees Cisco move over to her, but wasn't expecting him to hold her. Without thinking, she hugged him in returned, pressing her forehead into his shoulder. The tears wouldn't stop coming. They continued to well up in her eyes until they were streaking down her cheeks. Her heart was broken over a man who could be so sweet and make her feel at peace, but who also wanted to be Supreme Leader. Who wanted to be like his grandfather and lose everything.
You were born nothing. You are nothing--but not to me.
I'm proud of you.
Cisco's words act as a balm on her heart. The pain of being apart from her friends, from their fight which seemed so trivial now. The pain of having her heart broken and feeling like she had failed. His presence, his touch, were helping her more than anything. Now she was left with a choice: did she continue to sulk, or did she move on and not look back?
Nothing good came from sulking about and no amount of tears would ever fix what happened.
Little by little Rey forced herself to stop crying. She cleared her throat and breathed in deeply, trying to clear away the sadness she felt in her chest.]
Thank you. [The words are softly murmured, her voice strained from crying. She didn't know how long she had been hugging Cisco and cried on his shoulder. In pulling back, she saw where her tears had landed on his shirt.] I didn't mean to get your shirt wet.
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Cisco didn't have to apologize. It wasn't his fault for what happened. It wasn't his fault for what she was feeling, or for what Ben chose. It wasn't any one's fault. The outcome of everything weighed more on Ben than her. She had done everything she could to help him pull away from the Dark, yet he still clung to it like a child would to their parent.
She sees Cisco move over to her, but wasn't expecting him to hold her. Without thinking, she hugged him in returned, pressing her forehead into his shoulder. The tears wouldn't stop coming. They continued to well up in her eyes until they were streaking down her cheeks. Her heart was broken over a man who could be so sweet and make her feel at peace, but who also wanted to be Supreme Leader. Who wanted to be like his grandfather and lose everything.
You were born nothing. You are nothing--but not to me.
I'm proud of you.
Cisco's words act as a balm on her heart. The pain of being apart from her friends, from their fight which seemed so trivial now. The pain of having her heart broken and feeling like she had failed. His presence, his touch, were helping her more than anything. Now she was left with a choice: did she continue to sulk, or did she move on and not look back?
Nothing good came from sulking about and no amount of tears would ever fix what happened.
Little by little Rey forced herself to stop crying. She cleared her throat and breathed in deeply, trying to clear away the sadness she felt in her chest.]
Thank you. [The words are softly murmured, her voice strained from crying. She didn't know how long she had been hugging Cisco and cried on his shoulder. In pulling back, she saw where her tears had landed on his shirt.] I didn't mean to get your shirt wet.