[ Cisco gives an only very slightly exaggerated wince of pain at that pronunciation, stepping inside and making his way in. He grabs two spoons and two glasses from the kitchen and then settles himself down on the couch easily, having long since lost any sense of awkwardness around being in this space. It's like a second home to him, at this point. He sets out the ice cream, vodka, and whipped cream. ]

Hey, remember when I'd known you for like, two minutes, not even that, and I asked if you were named after the food?

[ It's strange, thinking back to those days. He'd been so nervous, wanting to make a good impression on this guy his friend was kind of dating, being confused at why Taako was being so nice to him, wanted to hang out with him. They'd come a long way, since then. Cisco twists off the cap of the vodka, pouring a little into each glass. ]

So, listen. I know I said I wasn't gonna ask a bunch of questions, and I totally meant that. I just got one, and... an offer, I guess. Did he leave anything of his? 'Cause... i mean, technically it's maybe a bit creepy, but, if you ever wanted, I could, you know, vibe. Check in, see how he's doing. Maybe even figure out how to get a message over.

[ Possibly an offer that will make things worse, if what Taako was looking for was closure. But he also doesn't know... what sort of terms they'd parted on. Maybe Taako's in more of a 'good riddance' place, right now. He just wanted to make that offer, for any point in the future. ]