[Still riding the slight endorphin high from dancing, it takes Eddie a moment to register why Cisco is looking at him the way he is, staring at him like he's seeing a ghost. It takes a moment to register that, as far as Cisco is concerned, he kind of is seeing a ghost, that it's not just running into a friendly face in a crowd.

As soon as it does, Eddie's smile goes from bright and excited to a little sheepish, especially when Cisco says 'holy crap' and then hesitates before the unspoken 'alive' like that. Laughing softly, Eddie shrugs and glances down, can't quite make eye contact.]

Here. Alive. Yeah. Sorry. I keep forgetting...

[It's both all-consuming and easy to forget at the same time, the fact that he's dead. The thing is, he feels so alive, his heart beating, breathing, with a scar on his chest to show that being shot had happened and hadn't stuck, somehow. Whenever he's quiet for too long, the knowledge of his death creeps in and torments him, of course, but when he's in a crowd, dancing, eating, breathing - it's easy to forget.]

I'm sorry. [Another laugh, a little self-deprecating this time.] Apparently they can fix just about anything here. It's okay. You don't have to sugarcoat anything. I know what happened and all that, I just...

[A deep breath that he holds for a second and then releases.]

I'm really glad to see you.