Cisco reaches up to brush a thumb across Eddie's cheek. He's adorable when he gets flustered enough to blush. "Really?" He bites his lip as he considers it. That Eddie feels the same way, like Cisco gives him the push to be able to handle anything that comes his way. It makes something bright and warm swell in his chest. Could he really be that for someone? It's kind of an amazing thought, honestly.

"Don't be." He says softly, shaking his head. "It'll be okay. They're our friends...they'll understand." For all his negativity and cynicism that comes as easy as breathing most days, Cisco is an odd well of hope sometimes. Especially when it comes to the people he cares about. "Might be a little weird for Iris," he admits, because he can't deny that possibility. "But she's a pretty reasonable woman, I think she'll be okay, too."