[ Cisco can see the wariness in Finn, the expectation of... something. He doesn't know what. But he can tell that the stakes for Finn couldn't be higher, and he listens quietly, without interruption, even though there's a million questions spinning around in his mind. Some of them, he knows, are none of his business. Others, Finn might answer on his own, given opportunity.

His dark eyes stay fixed on Finn as he admits that he didn't plan on joining the rebels, that he "just" left and wanted to be free at first. Cisco can tell from the way he frames it that Finn sees that as less virtuous, somehow, but he doesn't really get why. ]

Doesn't matter how long it took you to get there. When it really counted... you made the right call. Despite everything. You didn't want to kill, so you ran away, even though it must've been real fucking dangerous.

[ It hurts, hearing Finn talking about being dehumanized, about not even having a name. But Cisco swallows and tries to keep as much of his horror as possible from showing externally (he only succeeds somewhat). ]

Sounds like my instinct was right about you. You're a total hero, Finn.

[ Cisco's eyes are a little brighter, now, and it's clear he means every word fervently. ]