“It doesn’t work like that with me. I don’t actually know what my “power” is.” Cisco explained, frustrated more than anything else. His eyes widened at the now frozen cup of coffee. “Woah. That was awesome. Do you have control of it yet? We can work on that.”
“And what told you Eobard about that? I mean, he must told you something, right?” Sighed when he said that “Barry said that same thing that it was cool, I don’t think is cool, I think that one day I’ll lose like full control and I don’t want that to happen so answering to your question, no. I don’t have full control, I just can do that because is something small but I know there is more than just froze things. Work on my control?”
Cisco zoned out, looking at the floor with a glazed expression as he continued talking, remembering the moment he was killed in an alternate timeline.
“I know because I’m still me. Nothing special has happened besides remembering when Eobard killed me in those very scary lucid dreams.” Cisco shook his head, as if he was shaking the memory out of his head.
“Yeah. That wasn’t fun. But hey, Cait,” he said, putting a reassuring hand on her arm. “You’ll figure this out, you always do with the tough things. I’ll help you if you’d like.”
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