She took the seat opposite him and folded her hands on top of the table, laughing and shaking her head at the use of the curse word. It didn’t bother her; she found it to be endearing. She cleared her throat at his question and then straightened her posture. “Right, uh… Cisco,” she began, chewing her lip, “are we… okay?”
“I thought so, are we not?” Cisco asked, cocking his head to the side. “Sorry if I’m a little off. I’m dealing with a lot in here.” He said, tapping his temple.
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