[He nods, but he's silent this time. There isn't really much for him to contribute. It's the only thing like a plan they can even have at this point. It's the only thing they have going for them.

But as much as Cisco can be the bright swell of hope for his friends when they need it? He can't be that for himself. Already, he's thinking of different ways this could fall apart. What if there was some Event that forced his hand, forced his words, made it impossible to lie or avoid handing out secrets? What if Thawne tricked him somehow, one day? What if there was some kind of ultimatum between keeping the secrets or losing the life of one of his friends? There were so many maybes and what if's, and he doesn't know how to make them stop.]

I just hope he doesn't catch me off-guard one day. Even if he won't know why, or reasons...he'll see the affect he has on me. [Because Cisco is painfully aware how unschooled his face and eyes can be, in any given moment, they're his biggest give away.]