You're right. That's definitely the right way to do it.
[ Cisco thinks he has a somewhat new appreciation of that, after the week he's had. The happiness he'd felt not remembering about Eobard had been a lie, but wow had he been happy. And even now, with Taako here to keep him from unraveling completely, he is not happy. Getting back to happy is going to take some doing.
So he can see how, if the process were similar for Magnus, and he knew who was responsible for flipping the switch, and he hadn't had any input, there might be some resentment there. ]
Always doesn't matter. Now is what matters. And... tomorrow and the day after.
[ Cisco huffs out a short laugh at the way that had sounded, as if he is implying Taako should come back and do this again and again, like his own personal braid servant. ]
I'm not saying you gotta look after me all week. I just meant that being a good friend, or a good person, is something you gotta choose every day. Just because you started choosing it more recently than somebody else doesn't make you worse than them.
[ Cisco knows that in general Taako's self-image is pretty damn healthy and confident, but he has drunk a lot of red wine and he's also in a headspace to appreciate loyalty, acutely. So rather than just leaving it there, he draws in a slow breath and adds: ]
You, and Eddie... you've both been here for me, any time I needed you. I'm not used to... It's just... I've never had that, before. From friends or, y'know. Anybody.
[ It's not the easiest to say, because in a way it's an accusation of his friends in Central City, for not having Cisco's back at the times when he needed them most. Cisco hadn't even realized it at the time. He'd been so pathetically grateful that he even had friends that he never would have criticized their behavior. Not even when at times it was maybe not the greatest. Caitlin, snapping at him that he was crazy for thinking Wells could do anything wrong, leaving him to investigate all on his own, then disbelieving him when he told them all about his nightmares. Barry, coaxing him into experimenting with the goggles even when he was terrified and uncertain, talking him into re-enacting the lead-up to his murder as a trap even after Cisco said he thought he might have PTSD, and then caring more about getting a potential confession from Wells than about saving Cisco's life. The both of them, deserting him for months when they didn't feel like seeing him.
Having a point of comparison does wonders for putting things in perspective. And the sort of friend that Taako has been for Cisco has made it clearer that, as much as he loved them, Barry and Caitlin didn't have his back in the same way. Not even close. ]
Okay, okay. Done being a sap, I promise. Can I braid yours, when you're done?
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[ Cisco thinks he has a somewhat new appreciation of that, after the week he's had. The happiness he'd felt not remembering about Eobard had been a lie, but wow had he been happy. And even now, with Taako here to keep him from unraveling completely, he is not happy. Getting back to happy is going to take some doing.
So he can see how, if the process were similar for Magnus, and he knew who was responsible for flipping the switch, and he hadn't had any input, there might be some resentment there. ]
Always doesn't matter. Now is what matters. And... tomorrow and the day after.
[ Cisco huffs out a short laugh at the way that had sounded, as if he is implying Taako should come back and do this again and again, like his own personal braid servant. ]
I'm not saying you gotta look after me all week. I just meant that being a good friend, or a good person, is something you gotta choose every day. Just because you started choosing it more recently than somebody else doesn't make you worse than them.
[ Cisco knows that in general Taako's self-image is pretty damn healthy and confident, but he has drunk a lot of red wine and he's also in a headspace to appreciate loyalty, acutely. So rather than just leaving it there, he draws in a slow breath and adds: ]
You, and Eddie... you've both been here for me, any time I needed you. I'm not used to... It's just... I've never had that, before. From friends or, y'know. Anybody.
[ It's not the easiest to say, because in a way it's an accusation of his friends in Central City, for not having Cisco's back at the times when he needed them most. Cisco hadn't even realized it at the time. He'd been so pathetically grateful that he even had friends that he never would have criticized their behavior. Not even when at times it was maybe not the greatest. Caitlin, snapping at him that he was crazy for thinking Wells could do anything wrong, leaving him to investigate all on his own, then disbelieving him when he told them all about his nightmares. Barry, coaxing him into experimenting with the goggles even when he was terrified and uncertain, talking him into re-enacting the lead-up to his murder as a trap even after Cisco said he thought he might have PTSD, and then caring more about getting a potential confession from Wells than about saving Cisco's life. The both of them, deserting him for months when they didn't feel like seeing him.
Having a point of comparison does wonders for putting things in perspective. And the sort of friend that Taako has been for Cisco has made it clearer that, as much as he loved them, Barry and Caitlin didn't have his back in the same way. Not even close. ]
Okay, okay. Done being a sap, I promise. Can I braid yours, when you're done?