[ Cisco faces a similar feeling of not quite knowing what to say, when Taako says that it was fucked up. Thank you is just weird, and right now he doesn't have the flippancy to pull off a no kidding. So he raises his shoulders in a bare little shrug, simply says: ]
Yeah.
[ He's grateful that Taako doesn't ask for more details, or worse, clarifications. Cisco had gotten over the immense hurdle (at least that's how it feels) of telling the whole story, as best he could, and he doesn't think that he could bear being questioned right now. Instead, Taako gives him something to focus on - concrete thoughts on what they'll do in case he shows his ugly face here, and it's precisely what Cisco needs.
He clears his throat, shoulders relaxing a little. Cisco keeps his head as still as he can while Taako is braiding, and says: ]
Step one should be easier here than back in Central City. We've got home turf advantage. He was always one step ahead of us, and we could never figure out how, but it was 'cause he'd put recording equipment all around the lab and... you know, in our apartments and places we hung out and stuff, so any time we discussed a plan, he knew about it.
[ Cisco can't help a quick, darting glance up to the overhead lights of his cozy little attic room. As soon as he'd gone back to being his usual paranoid fucker self, he'd checked there, and everywhere else he could think of, for bugs, cameras, etcetera. Better safe than sorry. ]
He... [ Cisco has to stop a moment, a little wave of nausea slowing him down, but he swallows it back and forges on, determined. ] I think he liked killing people close up. But distance isn't going to do you a lot of good with a speedster. Once he sees you, even if you are a mile away, if he wants to be close, he'll be close faster than you can do a spell, or blink, or react at all.
[ Taako's question about whether Cisco could trick Eobard into thinking he knows nothing is not entirely unexpected. He'd wondered the same thing, himself, when he'd played out various scenarios in his head. ]
I don't know. I could always try, but I'm not exactly the world's best actor, and... he knows me. Knew me, I mean. But maybe I could convince him.
[ Cisco tries to keep some hope in that statement, but considering how even thinking about Eobard can sometimes make him start shaking with fear... he's not optimistic. Looking back, it must have been pathetically obvious, during that interval between his death and when Eobard revealed himself as the Reverse Flash. Even without cameras sending him a live feed of Cisco's nonstop nightmares, Eobard must have seen the fear and confusion that Cisco was fighting so hard to hide so poorly. ]
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Yeah.
[ He's grateful that Taako doesn't ask for more details, or worse, clarifications. Cisco had gotten over the immense hurdle (at least that's how it feels) of telling the whole story, as best he could, and he doesn't think that he could bear being questioned right now. Instead, Taako gives him something to focus on - concrete thoughts on what they'll do in case he shows his ugly face here, and it's precisely what Cisco needs.
He clears his throat, shoulders relaxing a little. Cisco keeps his head as still as he can while Taako is braiding, and says: ]
Step one should be easier here than back in Central City. We've got home turf advantage. He was always one step ahead of us, and we could never figure out how, but it was 'cause he'd put recording equipment all around the lab and... you know, in our apartments and places we hung out and stuff, so any time we discussed a plan, he knew about it.
[ Cisco can't help a quick, darting glance up to the overhead lights of his cozy little attic room. As soon as he'd gone back to being his usual paranoid fucker self, he'd checked there, and everywhere else he could think of, for bugs, cameras, etcetera. Better safe than sorry. ]
He... [ Cisco has to stop a moment, a little wave of nausea slowing him down, but he swallows it back and forges on, determined. ] I think he liked killing people close up. But distance isn't going to do you a lot of good with a speedster. Once he sees you, even if you are a mile away, if he wants to be close, he'll be close faster than you can do a spell, or blink, or react at all.
[ Taako's question about whether Cisco could trick Eobard into thinking he knows nothing is not entirely unexpected. He'd wondered the same thing, himself, when he'd played out various scenarios in his head. ]
I don't know. I could always try, but I'm not exactly the world's best actor, and... he knows me. Knew me, I mean. But maybe I could convince him.
[ Cisco tries to keep some hope in that statement, but considering how even thinking about Eobard can sometimes make him start shaking with fear... he's not optimistic. Looking back, it must have been pathetically obvious, during that interval between his death and when Eobard revealed himself as the Reverse Flash. Even without cameras sending him a live feed of Cisco's nonstop nightmares, Eobard must have seen the fear and confusion that Cisco was fighting so hard to hide so poorly. ]