[When Cisco doesn't flinch, doesn't draw back as Eddie touches his chest, Eddie relaxes just a bit. Cisco's breath catches, it's impossible to miss that, but it's only a moment of hesitation before Eddie is gently pressing his palm against Cisco's chest too, feeling the warmth of his body soaking into it, while Cisco looks him in the eyes and smiles at him.

And of course it looks strange, in the middle of the precinct, but the fact is, Eddie doesn't care, because this is what he needed, after all the fear and confusion over the past few hours. He'd needed someone to say that they believed in him, to say that they trusted him, to offer to help him train.

It always seems to be Cisco who comes through for him like this, lately.

Eddie's smile widens when Cisco asks if he can pick a name for him, and he laughs, a little self-deprecatingly.]

I mean, I think it's a bit early for that, and I definitely haven't thought up a good name for you yet, but...I definitely need to practice before I get a name and a suit.

[Taking a breath, he calms himself, then drops his hand from Cisco's chest and picks up the sandwich he brought again. For a moment, he distracts himself with taking a bite, chewing and swallowing, enjoying the sensation of eating, and then, quietly, he speaks again.]

Thanks, Cisco.