[ Cisco's eyebrows raise at that. He hasn't encountered this sort of situation before, in this place, though he knows it is possibility. In a way, it's fortunate. He can't imagine how he would respond if a doppelganger of Barry showed up here, who had never met him. Or worse, one of Eobard. How horrible would that be! ]

Did anybody explain to you how that's possible? About the multiverse, and doppelgangers, and everything?

[ She seems like the sort of kid how would be happier having more information to explain something strange and unexpected. That sort of thing could happen, when you'd been controlled, abused, mistreated. She is probably a lot less comfortable with not understanding than a kid her age who hadn't been through the same things would be. ]

Yes.

[ He says it simply, but without hesitation. It's difficult to know how much he should tell her, how much he should keep private. Not for his own sake - that doesn't even register as a concern, at the moment. But there is a line he doesn't want to cross: he wants to offer solidarity, or understanding of a kind, but not make her feel like she has to comfort him. She's only a kid, after all, despite what she's been through. ]

I've gotten fooled by them before. And hurt by them before. Not like what happened to you. Different. But I know... [ He chews at his lip a long moment before he finishes: ] ... I know how scary it is when you don't know who might turn on you and try to hurt you next.

[ He pokes at his burger, appetite entirely gone, but shredding a bit of the lettuce just to give his hands something to do. ]

I think all worlds have people like that. Which totally sucks. But... all worlds have got good people, too. People who are trying to make stuff better. And- and there's more good people than bad people, I think.