[It's not working. Maybe he shouldn't have expected it to. The damage was already done - throwing away a gun won't get rid of a bullet wound.
But it isn't just not working, it's getting worse. This may be the worst thing Doppio has ever heard, a sound he never wanted to hear coming from the Boss, of all people - not because it's "pathetic," but because it makes his heart feel like it's being torn to shreds. The Boss so afraid, and Doppio isn't doing anything about it--
But he HAS to do something, and there's no room for second thoughts - not now, when the Boss is in so much pain. Before he knows it, he's doing the first and only thing that comes to mind: pulling the Boss into his arms and holding him.]
Boss, I'm here.
[Doppio's hold is firm, driven by impulse. Meanwhile, his voice is low, but he can't stave off his panic entirely; his words run over each other in a rush.]
I-It's okay. Can you hear me? We're-- We're home right now, there's nobody else here. Just... Just you and me. I'm right here.
[The fear that this might not be the best thing to do hits him, small and sudden, and his hold slackens.]
i know you said to give him a moment but. this felt Right
But it isn't just not working, it's getting worse. This may be the worst thing Doppio has ever heard, a sound he never wanted to hear coming from the Boss, of all people - not because it's "pathetic," but because it makes his heart feel like it's being torn to shreds. The Boss so afraid, and Doppio isn't doing anything about it--
But he HAS to do something, and there's no room for second thoughts - not now, when the Boss is in so much pain. Before he knows it, he's doing the first and only thing that comes to mind: pulling the Boss into his arms and holding him.]
Boss, I'm here.
[Doppio's hold is firm, driven by impulse. Meanwhile, his voice is low, but he can't stave off his panic entirely; his words run over each other in a rush.]
I-It's okay. Can you hear me? We're-- We're home right now, there's nobody else here. Just... Just you and me. I'm right here.
[The fear that this might not be the best thing to do hits him, small and sudden, and his hold slackens.]