[ Cisco, in part because he's been in this place nearly a year, and in part because he'd already been accustomed to mis-matched centuries and timelines, merely nods, unsurprised at the explanation. Jim might be a century before Beverly, but he still had two on Cisco. Still captained a space ship, ]

Heyyyy, that's crazy, I come from one of those kinds of timelines, too! Mishap and everything!

[ Barry hadn't meant to go back in time; he'd only been trying to create a barrier that would stop an incoming tsunami from hitting the city. But since he had managed it, he'd changed several key things, to separate that version of events from the original - and some of those small changes had added up to Cisco not being murdered. ]

But she probably didn't know the other you, right? I mean, half a century's still a long time. Unless y'all have got the tech to make it so people live three hundred years or whatever?

[ Cisco gets envious sometimes, thinking about all of the technological and social advancements that people like Jim and Beverly probably take for granted. Sure, there are probably new things to complicate life, to worry about, but he can't help wondering how right Eobard had been, calling his own time a 'barbaric' one. Everything Beverly had told him about her world had made it sound so... utopian. ]

So what was this five-year mission of yours?