[ It's going to take some getting used to, Shigeru's voice. But Cisco doesn't have to know it well to be able to hear the distress in it, clear as day. He sees the restless movements of his hands, too, because how could he not, but he doesn't comment. He just... worries a little more.

But if there's one thing he can do for Shigeru, it is maybe give him a few answers. ]

Not everyone. But a lot of people. It's... some kind of spell. To punish people who're holding onto past grudges, or some sanctimonious goddamn bullshit like that. The symptoms are different for everybody. My boyfriend grew these giant, like, ram's horns. Another friend of mine, her hands started aching pretty bad. And I lost my sense of taste. So... all shitty stuff, basically. Nothing, like, dangerous. Just unpleasant. It's supposed to- to encourage us to let go of our old baggage, or whatever. Just a bunch of interfering crap from some magician who thinks they know how other people oughta live their fucking lives.

[ The resentment that has been so close to the surface recently is bubbling up, making Cisco's voice sharper and more bitter than Shigeru has probably ever heard it. It had been bad enough, knowing how his own body had been changed, tampered with. But seeing Shigeru, who has only ever been completely nice, and gentle, and sweet to Cisco, suffering because of all this? That is really pissing him off. ]