Mick frowns as Cisco stops singing but doesn’t comment about it because he could steal listen to the instrumental version that was being played upon the guitar in the Latinos lap.
“You sing good” He finally tells him after allowing the melody to low through him, the version that he was playing was slightly different but still beautiful and calming. “Very few people can sing that song without butchering it”
He didn’t know why he was complimenting the kid, but it was worth the compliment, not many things could make him drop down onto the floor of the park without thought, usually the only thing that allowed him to do that was fire.
“Well thanks, it means a lot.” Cisco said with a soft smile. “It was one of my brother’s favorite songs.” He took a deep breath. It was hard, talking about Dante, but he knew it needed to be done. “So what made you walk through the park on a day like today?”
Cisco backup 