Helena sighed again and looked down at her lap. “Listen. You’re… You’re really sweet. But all I have to say is my vigilante name and you’ll go running. I don’t want you to go running.”
“I’m just going to be frank with you, okay?” Cisco said, glancing over at the woman. “I’ll probably go running anyway. I don’t really like committment when it comes to relationships. Plus, your vigilante name can’t be all that bad.” He said with a small chuckle before letting his face go neutral once more.