He laughed weakly, ordering from the bartender before responding. “Never again. I’m with you. Glad to see you didn’t get injured though.”
“Same, man. Same. It sucks though. My, uh. My-” Cisco struggled to find his words. “My Hartley was really hurt though. The earpieces I made after I broke his first ones shattered in his ears. He was in surgery for a while. They said he’d be waking up in a few hours, so I’m here before I go back to see him when he wakes up.” Cisco rambled, already close to being very drunk.