[ Tadashi's words hit Hiro like a physical blow. He flinches, hard, and then ... Then what? It's over, isn't it? His brother knows. There's no lie in the world that will convince him otherwise now.
Now he has to make sure that the information doesn't break him. Shift gears, control what damage he can now. If this is what breaks his brother, after everything else they've gone through and the progress made so far ... That thought forces him to look up again, to look into his brother's expression.
It's worse than he thought. Tadashi looks physically ill, like he's realized something else on top of the obvious guilt for shattering Hiro's arm. It's not much of a leap to go from the arm to the rest of the weapons; Hiro can only assume that's what his brother is thinking of. He doesn't make the connection to the security tapes just yet. What does he say? Can he say anything that won't hurt?
He swallows, hard, and moves in front of his brother. Gets down on his knees in front of him, a mirror of Tadashi's own position when he first arrived home. Then, slowly but surely, he reaches for Tadashi's hand. ]
It's not your fault. You didn't - they're the ones who used the weapons.
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Date: 2015-05-11 01:00 am (UTC)Now he has to make sure that the information doesn't break him. Shift gears, control what damage he can now. If this is what breaks his brother, after everything else they've gone through and the progress made so far ... That thought forces him to look up again, to look into his brother's expression.
It's worse than he thought. Tadashi looks physically ill, like he's realized something else on top of the obvious guilt for shattering Hiro's arm. It's not much of a leap to go from the arm to the rest of the weapons; Hiro can only assume that's what his brother is thinking of. He doesn't make the connection to the security tapes just yet. What does he say? Can he say anything that won't hurt?
He swallows, hard, and moves in front of his brother. Gets down on his knees in front of him, a mirror of Tadashi's own position when he first arrived home. Then, slowly but surely, he reaches for Tadashi's hand. ]
It's not your fault. You didn't - they're the ones who used the weapons.