[ Taako is right, of course. If Cisco hadn't already known that Taako had been betrayed by somebody he cared about before, he would certainly guess it, now. It was easy enough, to admit that he hates Eobard. But admitting - even to himself - that he misses him, even though he never wants to see him again... that's much harder.

Cisco lets out a short, shuddery little sigh, nodding once and knowing Taako will be able to feel it. He doesn't say anything else, after that little impulsive confession. He just hugs Taako, eyes squeezed shut, unmoving, until the awful weight of sadness in his chest lightens, ever so slightly.

When he pulls away, Cisco looks marginally better. He manages a very small smile, just for a moment, and scoots back to where he'd been sitting before. It's... strange. Being the one being comforted. Cisco almost doesn't know what to do with it. He's so used to handling sadness and pain on his own. To locking himself up until he can put a good face on it. ]

You were right. That was quite some cuddle.

[ Then, conversationally: ] I've been building a cage. [ Cisco seems to realize that maybe the logic behind that statement isn't immediately clear, and elaborates. ] A cell that can hold a speedster. In case he ever does turn up. 'Cause... I worry about it, a lot.

[ Cisco takes a not small drink of the wine in his cup. It's stupid, maybe. Planning for something that is so statistically unlikely. But since he doesn't know how to not run all the worst case scenarios through his head, the best way to make himself feel better is to plan for the unlikely. ]

It was weird. Not... worrying, for a while.