Cisco is pleasantly surprised to actually not get smacked or anything worse for just sort of...moving him where he wants him. Once upon a time, he definitely would have been. He'll call this character growth.
"Maybe you are," he admits with a slight shrug, because there's no denying the possibility. "But I also have the bonus of knowing the exceptionally weird ways of the world and maybe it's something else." He doesn't say what his first, kneejerk assumption of 'something else' is yet. He doesn't want to shove that kind of false hope at Mick, because he can only imagine how much it not being true could wreck him more than the loss already did.
They head inside the diner and sit down in the most isolated seat in the back and Cisco folds his hands on top of the table. "Does it happen a lot?"
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Date: 2016-12-12 05:02 pm (UTC)"Maybe you are," he admits with a slight shrug, because there's no denying the possibility. "But I also have the bonus of knowing the exceptionally weird ways of the world and maybe it's something else." He doesn't say what his first, kneejerk assumption of 'something else' is yet. He doesn't want to shove that kind of false hope at Mick, because he can only imagine how much it not being true could wreck him more than the loss already did.
They head inside the diner and sit down in the most isolated seat in the back and Cisco folds his hands on top of the table. "Does it happen a lot?"