Griffin felt the vibrations and paused, staring at the other guy before asking. “Did you do that? Or feel that? Don’t tell me you’re a meta-human too.”
Cisco looked at the ground. “Woah. What was that? Was that an earthquake?” He tried playing it off, hoping the man would buy it. In his head, he was thinking about sending the man flying back into the brick wall , hoping the concussion alone would make Griffin forget all about this little encounter. He shook his head, trying to shake that memory. There was a dark part to Cisco, and he was going to supress it for as long as possible. “I find the metahumans. I couldn’t even imagine if I was a metahuman. What sort of powers would I have, infinite pop culture knowledge?” He said, rolling his eyes.