[ Cisco squeezes her hand back, tightly. Again, for a few moments, all he can manage is a tight-voiced: ]
Thanks.
[ And he believes her - that her role as a doctor is important to her, that she will keep his secret out of professional pride, but also, friendship. It is a huge relief, even though more and more people are finding out about him, and he is trying (in theory) to accept his powers and be more open about them.
When Cisco's ready, he gets to his feet, letting Beverly's hand go with one last squeeze and then heading back into the main room. The other medics turn to look at them, but Cisco ignores them, heading directly towards the pile of rubble where he'd seen the doctor in the vision concealing the samples. He pulls aside the debris, carefully unearthing that canvas layering. When he tugs it off and leaves it on the floor, that small not-mini-fridge is visible. Carefully, Cisco stands back, letting Beverly lead from here. She should probably scan it with her tricorder, then decide whether to open it, and what to do with what she found inside. ]
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Thanks.
[ And he believes her - that her role as a doctor is important to her, that she will keep his secret out of professional pride, but also, friendship. It is a huge relief, even though more and more people are finding out about him, and he is trying (in theory) to accept his powers and be more open about them.
When Cisco's ready, he gets to his feet, letting Beverly's hand go with one last squeeze and then heading back into the main room. The other medics turn to look at them, but Cisco ignores them, heading directly towards the pile of rubble where he'd seen the doctor in the vision concealing the samples. He pulls aside the debris, carefully unearthing that canvas layering. When he tugs it off and leaves it on the floor, that small not-mini-fridge is visible. Carefully, Cisco stands back, letting Beverly lead from here. She should probably scan it with her tricorder, then decide whether to open it, and what to do with what she found inside. ]