[ It's a startling, foreign thing, being able to actually feel the fondness that is, bafflingly, directed at him. Cisco can't let his mind linger on it for more than a moment. He knows that Beverly likes him, is his friend, but actually feeling that warmth is something else entirely. He's still getting used to being the recipient of affection. ]
No. [ That is an easy answer for Cisco to give; he says it without hesitation. ] Just because my family's on Earth...
[ He trails off, and is momentarily grateful for whatever trick has landed them in this situation. There are things it is hard to express in words. But if Beverly is feeling what he's feeling, there's no way that she could miss this. The hollow feeling in his stomach, the one that comes from the certainty that he won't be missed. Not all that much. Not for very long. The portal had made a mistake, he thinks, separating her from her son. But it hadn't made one, putting him in a different universe to his own family. It would probably be a few months before they even realized.
Now, though... Cisco thinks about Eddie, about Taako, Magnus, Lup and Lucretia, about Beverly herself, about Rey and all the other friends he's made since he arrived at this place. Thinks about how being here, around space travelers like Beverly, and elves, and magicians, and mutants, and aliens, and powered people of all kinds, had helped him to stop hiding himself, and being so ashamed. He's still a work in progress, but he's made more progress here than he would have in Central City. ]
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[ It's a startling, foreign thing, being able to actually feel the fondness that is, bafflingly, directed at him. Cisco can't let his mind linger on it for more than a moment. He knows that Beverly likes him, is his friend, but actually feeling that warmth is something else entirely. He's still getting used to being the recipient of affection. ]
No. [ That is an easy answer for Cisco to give; he says it without hesitation. ] Just because my family's on Earth...
[ He trails off, and is momentarily grateful for whatever trick has landed them in this situation. There are things it is hard to express in words. But if Beverly is feeling what he's feeling, there's no way that she could miss this. The hollow feeling in his stomach, the one that comes from the certainty that he won't be missed. Not all that much. Not for very long. The portal had made a mistake, he thinks, separating her from her son. But it hadn't made one, putting him in a different universe to his own family. It would probably be a few months before they even realized.
Now, though... Cisco thinks about Eddie, about Taako, Magnus, Lup and Lucretia, about Beverly herself, about Rey and all the other friends he's made since he arrived at this place. Thinks about how being here, around space travelers like Beverly, and elves, and magicians, and mutants, and aliens, and powered people of all kinds, had helped him to stop hiding himself, and being so ashamed. He's still a work in progress, but he's made more progress here than he would have in Central City. ]
I'm a lot less alone here than I ever was there.