“You okay?” She asked seeing him wince. “We all start off weak. None of us woke up one day as strong as we are.” She smiled. “Some of us are even still learning. Just like you.” She walked over to another table and grabbed up the first aid kit. “I can’t find any puncture wounds, bullet wounds or anything. You got really lucky, Cisco.”
“I know. The guy just had a crowbar. I somehow knocked it from his hands after he got a few hits in.” He sighed, wincing again at the movement of his ribcage. “He just came out of nowhere.” As she turned to grab the first aid kit, he debated telling his friend about his powers. Would she treat him differently? Would she be afraid of what he could do? How many people should he tell? He smiled at the woman as she turned back around, self conscious about whether his thought process could be seen on his face.
Cisco backup 