[ Cisco thinks about cracking another joke, about how he knows that's not gonna happen because he's going to avoid the hair eyeliner and leather trifecta. But he thinks better a minute later. Taako had been reading his thoughts, when they were face to face with Reverb. It's not like Cisco is going to be able to convince him that he's not all that worried. He gets out a knife and starts prepping the meat, glad for something to do with his hands. ]
Yeah, I guess not. I'm not, like, worried about it. I mean, I'm a little worried, but I'm not freaking out or anything. Just... wary, I guess.
[ He keeps on slicing the meat into manageable chunks, and maybe it's because the dream had worn him down enough that he's that particular kind of tired that makes people strangely confessional, or perhaps it's just that it seems silly trying to hide things from Taako now that he's been in Cisco's mind, seen some of his actual, literal nightmares. Regardless of why, he clears his throat and says, deliberately, not looking at Taako: ]
When I first got my powers, Dr. Wells - Eobard, I mean - told me all this stuff about having this great destiny ahead of me, and how he made me what I am and I would go on and do big things with this... gift he'd given me. And... y'know, every single thing he did was fucking evil, so I'm just kind of cautious about what that makes me, now. Like all that becoming a god shit Reverb was spouting. I don't think it's really possible, but I do think it's a good idea to be on my guard, in general.
[ Cisco explains it as calmly as he can, wants Taako to see that this isn't just some weird self-esteem thing, or bizarre paranoia with no actual source. As far as he's concerned, he has legitimate and logical reasons to be wary, and it's only fair that Taako should know about them. Taako had trusted Cisco enough to come into his vibe to help him, and it could have gone very badly. Maybe, Cisco thinks, Taako ought to trust him a bit less. He does his best to keep it a chill PSA, but his voice shakes just a little when he talks about Eobard, like it always does, whether he wants it to or not. Nothing to do about it. ]
So if you ever notice me starting to go Dark Side... I don't know. Just throw me in a cell or something until I snap out of it.
[ He pours the marinade over the meat, sets all of that into the fridge to sit for a little while, then starts prep washing the banana leaves. ]
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Yeah, I guess not. I'm not, like, worried about it. I mean, I'm a little worried, but I'm not freaking out or anything. Just... wary, I guess.
[ He keeps on slicing the meat into manageable chunks, and maybe it's because the dream had worn him down enough that he's that particular kind of tired that makes people strangely confessional, or perhaps it's just that it seems silly trying to hide things from Taako now that he's been in Cisco's mind, seen some of his actual, literal nightmares. Regardless of why, he clears his throat and says, deliberately, not looking at Taako: ]
When I first got my powers, Dr. Wells - Eobard, I mean - told me all this stuff about having this great destiny ahead of me, and how he made me what I am and I would go on and do big things with this... gift he'd given me. And... y'know, every single thing he did was fucking evil, so I'm just kind of cautious about what that makes me, now. Like all that becoming a god shit Reverb was spouting. I don't think it's really possible, but I do think it's a good idea to be on my guard, in general.
[ Cisco explains it as calmly as he can, wants Taako to see that this isn't just some weird self-esteem thing, or bizarre paranoia with no actual source. As far as he's concerned, he has legitimate and logical reasons to be wary, and it's only fair that Taako should know about them. Taako had trusted Cisco enough to come into his vibe to help him, and it could have gone very badly. Maybe, Cisco thinks, Taako ought to trust him a bit less. He does his best to keep it a chill PSA, but his voice shakes just a little when he talks about Eobard, like it always does, whether he wants it to or not. Nothing to do about it. ]
So if you ever notice me starting to go Dark Side... I don't know. Just throw me in a cell or something until I snap out of it.
[ He pours the marinade over the meat, sets all of that into the fridge to sit for a little while, then starts prep washing the banana leaves. ]