[Eddie's eyes flick up to Cisco's face when he says that he's a good man, and he exhales a little shakily as Cisco's hand comes up to cup the side of his face, his thumb against his cheekbone, looking at him like he really believes he's a good man.

Leaning in, Eddie presses his forehead against Cisco's, his hands come up to cradle against the sides and back of Cisco's head, fingers digging through his hair. He feels a little safer, now, and he squeezes his eyes shut for a moment, lets out a shaky laugh when Cisco says she can only punch him a little.]

I deserve more than a little punch. I hurt her really badly.

[He licks his lips, eyes still half-shut as he tries to regain his composure and then Cisco asks him if it's a no on him being okay. For a moment, he's still, his throat tight, and then he speaks quietly.]

I'm not okay. [It's soft, a little ragged, but then he continues.] I'm more okay than before you got here. I need you.