“Hurting you would do no good for me, Cisco.” Sara said in an matter of fact tone. “Your self loathing isn’t going to do any good for you. At least you didn’t kill anyone– that you can’t take back. I do suggest you figure out some kind of anchor to keep yourself grounded. Others will not be so forthcoming in letting you walk away from a fight unharmed like I did.”
“See, I was told I did kill some people. I can’t remember, and it eats away at me. I don’t know who to believe anymore.” He sighed. “I don’t have anything to anchor me, Sara. I’m alone in this world, especially after what I did.”