[ Cisco smiles back, crinkling his nose at the suggestion he was "the cutest", as if to indicate strong disagreement without actually saying anything. If Eddie wants to think that, he can go ahead. One good thing about being here is there's very little chance of pictures of Cisco from when he was growing up ever coming to light. ]
I don't know about a gang. Sounded more like the Trickster from the way Barry described him. Y'know, way camp, probably assigned himself his own code name, trying to cause chaos and make a name for himself, doing it for the attention?
[ He guesses he shouldn't be surprised about the origin of Eddie's arm pain (though he's glad it didn't come from something silly like, say, picking Cisco up or anything). In some ways, he's still the same as that kid - pushing himself too hard physically when things got tough and then suffering the consequences. ]
Well if it doesn't stop hurting in a few days I'm gonna nag you until you find a doctor.
[ He will, too, and Eddie knows it. Cisco can be quite an accomplished botherer when he puts his mind to it. ]
[Eddie has a very distinct image in his head of how Cisco probably looked - it's an adorable mental image, round-cheeked and a little skinny, with big dark eyes. But he can tell Cisco doesn't think so, so he lets it go, just keeps that mental image in his head, and wishes he could actually see a picture sometime.
Instead, he just lets Cisco step into the spray for a bit while he scrubs his fingers through his hair, thoroughly cleaning it, then gets the soap and starts on the rest of himself in a quick, practical kind of way.]
Singh as the Trickster is actually...wow. [He shakes his head, laughs softly, and it comes easier than it would have earlier. Being around Cisco makes it easier. Enough that he pulls a bit of a face when Cisco says he'll nag him if it keeps hurting.]
Really, don't worry about it. I've pulled muscles before, so I know this one is pretty minor. It's not quite a strain, just...I had a lot of steam to blow off. I'm looking forward to everything calming down, spending some time just...doing nothing. Relaxing.
[He steps in a little, lifts a hand covered in shampoo suds, and dabs a bit of it onto Cisco's nose, smiling warmly.]
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I don't know about a gang. Sounded more like the Trickster from the way Barry described him. Y'know, way camp, probably assigned himself his own code name, trying to cause chaos and make a name for himself, doing it for the attention?
[ He guesses he shouldn't be surprised about the origin of Eddie's arm pain (though he's glad it didn't come from something silly like, say, picking Cisco up or anything). In some ways, he's still the same as that kid - pushing himself too hard physically when things got tough and then suffering the consequences. ]
Well if it doesn't stop hurting in a few days I'm gonna nag you until you find a doctor.
[ He will, too, and Eddie knows it. Cisco can be quite an accomplished botherer when he puts his mind to it. ]
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Instead, he just lets Cisco step into the spray for a bit while he scrubs his fingers through his hair, thoroughly cleaning it, then gets the soap and starts on the rest of himself in a quick, practical kind of way.]
Singh as the Trickster is actually...wow. [He shakes his head, laughs softly, and it comes easier than it would have earlier. Being around Cisco makes it easier. Enough that he pulls a bit of a face when Cisco says he'll nag him if it keeps hurting.]
Really, don't worry about it. I've pulled muscles before, so I know this one is pretty minor. It's not quite a strain, just...I had a lot of steam to blow off. I'm looking forward to everything calming down, spending some time just...doing nothing. Relaxing.
[He steps in a little, lifts a hand covered in shampoo suds, and dabs a bit of it onto Cisco's nose, smiling warmly.]
I want us both to be happy again.