[ So, that confirms it. Definitely not her choice. Cisco himself has a rather complicated view of destiny, but he certainly can understand and relate to being forced into circumstances that are much different to what he'd imagined for his life. He'd never chosen, to be a metahuman. He'd been forced into it, and now there is no going back.

When Clary cuts herself in mid-sentence, censoring herself from whatever she was going to say about the drawbacks of her friends being here, Cisco shrugs and says: ]

Hey, you don't gotta tell me if you don't want to, but don't hold back on my account either. Sometimes it's easier talking this kinda shit out with a stranger. I totally get that.

[ There is something about sitting out in the dusk, on a quiet evening, with someone who will listen, that invites confidences that would seem drastic in the bright light of day, surrounded by noise and commotion. ]

Through the looking glass... d'you mean you'd been to another world already, before coming here?