The last few months have worn him down, if the dark circles under his eyes are any indication, and now it's all come crashing down at once, and he feels brittle, like he's going to break into pieces any second, but he's not going to cry. He refuses. He won't, because she doesn't need to see him cry, because he has to keep it together and be strong for everyone—
He cries.
It's not loud or messy, not like when he was three and their parents never came home and she held him while he cried and yelled for mom and dad and didn't understand. It's quiet, restrained, little more than sudden tears and a few soft hiccups as he chokes back sobs. It doesn't help much—like draining water out of a sinking boat with teaspoons—but it's enough to let some of the pressure loose, so that maybe he can wait until later when he has time alone to really fall apart. He can't do that now, not in front of his aunt and the whole hospital staff.
He goes on like that for a few minutes, fingers threaded tightly in Aunt Cass' shirt, shedding tears into her shoulder, and then he sniffs and turns his head to the side and goes quiet for a moment.]
D-did they say anything about Tadashi when you came in?
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The last few months have worn him down, if the dark circles under his eyes are any indication, and now it's all come crashing down at once, and he feels brittle, like he's going to break into pieces any second, but he's not going to cry. He refuses. He won't, because she doesn't need to see him cry, because he has to keep it together and be strong for everyone—
He cries.
It's not loud or messy, not like when he was three and their parents never came home and she held him while he cried and yelled for mom and dad and didn't understand. It's quiet, restrained, little more than sudden tears and a few soft hiccups as he chokes back sobs. It doesn't help much—like draining water out of a sinking boat with teaspoons—but it's enough to let some of the pressure loose, so that maybe he can wait until later when he has time alone to really fall apart. He can't do that now, not in front of his aunt and the whole hospital staff.
He goes on like that for a few minutes, fingers threaded tightly in Aunt Cass' shirt, shedding tears into her shoulder, and then he sniffs and turns his head to the side and goes quiet for a moment.]
D-did they say anything about Tadashi when you came in?