Initially he hadn't wanted to be found, but it was like a blip of sanity when he remembered George. George needed to know he was still there after everyone he'd lost and everything that'd happened to him, but beyond that Cisco couldn't just go inside and suck it up this time. He'd stopped so many near attacks that one was likely just inevitable, but he'd hoped it wouldn't happen like this. Things had been so good lately, he felt guilty ontop of it all. Why couldn't he stop this from happening? He'd considered not responding to anyone and just going to get that weed from Solana. He hadn't done it yet, probably for the better considering his state of mind. He had another shrink appointment come Tuesday, but that didn't help him now.
As Tony appeared, he tensed for a minute. Was he going to snap too? Should have just pinged him? Cisco did't fight the hug. It stopped him from pacing literally off the edge. Nobody came too the roof, it'd been nice and quiet for his mental break down for the most part. He hadn't had to worry about snapping at George. "I should have left it at a ping." The words probably didn't make much sense, but he was struggling with words at all.