“I know it’s not a dream, it’s a memory but you need to see that as a dream, like is not real and nothing happened because you are alive, I’m sorry, I don’t know how that feels but…if you want to talk to someone, you know I’m always here” Says with a small smile “Well, thanks, besides, not going to be depressing all the time, don’t you think?”
Cisco closed his eyes and tried to keep his frustrations to a minimum. “I’ve tried, Caitlin. Trust me.” His eyelids felt heavy as he started to relax on the not-so-comfortable bed. “Being depressing is ne’er good, Cait.” His words slurred as he began to slip into sleep.