[ He can tell that there's some measure of grim determination in how she says it, in how she's holding herself, and he can't blame her for that. This world is so different from her own, and Cisco knows all too well from the stories that she's told him that in her own world Arya had had to be clever and brave and ferocious and lucky just to survive. The unknown is probably always going to feel like a threat to her, first, and then wonderful only after some time.
But there is no rush. They have all the time in the world for airplanes and everything else Central City has to offer, and Cisco feels confident that Arya's uncertainty will become excitement and happiness before too long.
Cisco does Arya's seatbelt for her, explaining as he does: ] This is to keep you safe. Like a saddle on a horse. [ Maybe not the most accurate metaphor but what does he know about horses? He is trying. ] You have to have it on while I'm driving, but it's easy to get out of it, you just do this. [ He demonstrates how to undo it before fastening it again, and coming around to the driver's seat. He gets the van started, goes through all the little minor adjustments settling in, and then without further fanfare or explanation, pulls out of the parking garage and sets out for his apartment. He mostly keeps his eyes on the road (it's been months since he drove, thanks to the clock) but he spares a sideways glance or two for Arya, making sure she's okay.
The first time they roll up to a red light, he tries to give her a quick explanation of how they work (did they have that sort of thing for carts or carriages, in cities in her world?), and then before very long at all they're on his street. He even manages to find a parking space, and then he is parking, turning to Arya with a big grin. ]
We made it! See, that wasn't so bad, huh? Now, how about we go get Harry settled and then maybe I can show you around the city a little bit?
[ The big tour would probably need to wait, but there's no way Cisco isn't at least taking her a few places: Jitters, the grocery store, maybe a bookstore... ]
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But there is no rush. They have all the time in the world for airplanes and everything else Central City has to offer, and Cisco feels confident that Arya's uncertainty will become excitement and happiness before too long.
Cisco does Arya's seatbelt for her, explaining as he does: ] This is to keep you safe. Like a saddle on a horse. [ Maybe not the most accurate metaphor but what does he know about horses? He is trying. ] You have to have it on while I'm driving, but it's easy to get out of it, you just do this. [ He demonstrates how to undo it before fastening it again, and coming around to the driver's seat. He gets the van started, goes through all the little minor adjustments settling in, and then without further fanfare or explanation, pulls out of the parking garage and sets out for his apartment. He mostly keeps his eyes on the road (it's been months since he drove, thanks to the clock) but he spares a sideways glance or two for Arya, making sure she's okay.
The first time they roll up to a red light, he tries to give her a quick explanation of how they work (did they have that sort of thing for carts or carriages, in cities in her world?), and then before very long at all they're on his street. He even manages to find a parking space, and then he is parking, turning to Arya with a big grin. ]
We made it! See, that wasn't so bad, huh? Now, how about we go get Harry settled and then maybe I can show you around the city a little bit?
[ The big tour would probably need to wait, but there's no way Cisco isn't at least taking her a few places: Jitters, the grocery store, maybe a bookstore... ]