[Outside is... actually pretty great, actually, distracting Taako for a moment as he breathes in air that doesn't smell like stale beer and looks up the stars.

He used to figure out the constellations in each new world, sometimes, make up fake astrological signs for all of the crew, like a stupid little game they could play to ignore the fact they were living through an endless cycle of apocalypses.

When Cisco speaks again, it takes him a second to respond, but he gets there.]

I hope not. [Wait, that sounds bad.] I mean, I hope you don't have a shitty night. If it does happen I'll be there with money for your bar tab and my great singing voice for shitty karaoke, for sure.

[Taako still isn't sure exactly when it happened, but Cisco is one of his closet friends here.]