[ Cisco dismisses the question with a quick wave of his hand. He's worried, because of course he's worried, but he isn't about to derail things by acting like this is about him. It's about Rey, and the possibility that someone very dangerous might be spying on her mind even at this very moment. Just that thought sends another chill down his spine, which he pointedly ignores.
He understands, though, that Rey might not be able to jump right into explaining, so he sets down the bag of supplies, pulls out the whiskey, the lemon juice, the simple syrup, the little jar of bright red cherries. ]
Since when have you been into whiskey, girl?
[ Cisco twists the top off the bottle, starts preparing the drinks, eyes darting repeatedly up to Rey, his light tone of voice not enough to hide the obvious urgent concern in his expression. ]
no subject
[ Cisco dismisses the question with a quick wave of his hand. He's worried, because of course he's worried, but he isn't about to derail things by acting like this is about him. It's about Rey, and the possibility that someone very dangerous might be spying on her mind even at this very moment. Just that thought sends another chill down his spine, which he pointedly ignores.
He understands, though, that Rey might not be able to jump right into explaining, so he sets down the bag of supplies, pulls out the whiskey, the lemon juice, the simple syrup, the little jar of bright red cherries. ]
Since when have you been into whiskey, girl?
[ Cisco twists the top off the bottle, starts preparing the drinks, eyes darting repeatedly up to Rey, his light tone of voice not enough to hide the obvious urgent concern in his expression. ]