[Eddie gives Cisco a teasingly sheepish smile, because he knows the answer to that. But, oddly, instead of feeling judged, he feels pretty comfortable. After all, Cisco probably suggested that one because he has a good idea that Eddie hadn't seen it, and he's not looking at him like he's stupid for not having seen it - more like he wants to share something he really likes. Even when he shakes his head and smiles, it looks fond. Like he finds Eddie endearing, and he finds his cheeks flushing, he laughs a bit.]
Hey, I'm not judging. I think they sound like fun, or, I mean, they would after I actually knew what any of the stuff there was.
[For a moment, he's quiet, then he smiles a bit.]
I bet they have them here. If you look on the internet, there's all sorts of comics and tv shows and stuff from the planet. We should check and see. I'd wear a Westley costume, for you.
[And after a while, they're quiet, before things start turning a little dark - Cisco's reassurances are welcome, and he keeps watching engrossed with eyes wide, shifting only when Shadow wakes up and climbs his shirt. Slouching so Shadow can curl up against his breastbone, Eddie lifts a hand almost idly to cup the kitten protectively, eyes still on the screen, and as it builds to that moment where Inigo Montoya finally kills the man who killed his father, says that line, Eddie realizes his eyes are a little wet.
Biting his lip, he nods, glancing over at Cisco.]
That's...that's really relatable...too much, you know?
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[Eddie gives Cisco a teasingly sheepish smile, because he knows the answer to that. But, oddly, instead of feeling judged, he feels pretty comfortable. After all, Cisco probably suggested that one because he has a good idea that Eddie hadn't seen it, and he's not looking at him like he's stupid for not having seen it - more like he wants to share something he really likes. Even when he shakes his head and smiles, it looks fond. Like he finds Eddie endearing, and he finds his cheeks flushing, he laughs a bit.]
Hey, I'm not judging. I think they sound like fun, or, I mean, they would after I actually knew what any of the stuff there was.
[For a moment, he's quiet, then he smiles a bit.]
I bet they have them here. If you look on the internet, there's all sorts of comics and tv shows and stuff from the planet. We should check and see. I'd wear a Westley costume, for you.
[And after a while, they're quiet, before things start turning a little dark - Cisco's reassurances are welcome, and he keeps watching engrossed with eyes wide, shifting only when Shadow wakes up and climbs his shirt. Slouching so Shadow can curl up against his breastbone, Eddie lifts a hand almost idly to cup the kitten protectively, eyes still on the screen, and as it builds to that moment where Inigo Montoya finally kills the man who killed his father, says that line, Eddie realizes his eyes are a little wet.
Biting his lip, he nods, glancing over at Cisco.]
That's...that's really relatable...too much, you know?