[As far as Eddie's concerned, it's going to be awkward no matter how either of them handle it. There's no way to address it that isn't awkward, there's no casual, comfortable way to say that you appreciate someone dying for you. And maybe you can say that kind of thing and feel alright about it at a funeral, you can write it for a headstone, but there's no precedent for saying it to the face of the person who's died. Eddie doesn't hold it against Cisco, not even a little bit.

It's all a little overwhelming, honestly. For a moment, he gets the horrifying feeling that he's going to cry, his eyes sting and heat, his throat feels tight, he watches Cisco shift from foot to foot in the most uncomfortable way, tuck his hair back, fidget. The last thing Eddie wants is to make Cisco even more uncomfortable, but it still takes him a few moments to get his rebellious emotions in check. When Cisco tells him he's only been here about fifteen hours, Eddie releases a huff of breath, smiles shakily.]

Almost a month and a half. And yeah, they put me on as a regular-duty cop after I did a bit of training on the laws here, and I'm working on making detective again.

[Taking a deep breath, Eddie holds it for a moment then lets it all out in a huff again, smiling abruptly.]

But you know what me being here before you means, right?

[A beat, and then-]

Role reversal. I totally know all the best coffee places and what booths serve the best beer. And I'm willing to show you, if you want.