[ He hisses through grit teeth, fingers still curled against his chest. His heartbeat's settled, but there's a fresh anxiety bubbling in his stomach, the kind of raw worry that comes from knowing someone has seen you, and not in the way you wanted to be seen. ]
Yes, it was.
[ He shakes his head. ]
Forget about it. Please.
[ If he could erase Cisco's memory right now, he would. But that's beyond his power. ]
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Yes, it was.
[ He shakes his head. ]
Forget about it. Please.
[ If he could erase Cisco's memory right now, he would. But that's beyond his power. ]