[ Cisco isn't entirely without social graces; when Hana gets to her feet and smiles to him in greeting, he tears his eyes away from the mech long enough to grin at her, and wave a little. But then his eyes are back on the machine itself, and he's approaching, taking in all the details he can. Cisco immediately walks in a full circle around it. The pictures had not done it justice: the size of it or the intricacy of the design.
Hana's question earns a tiny, slightly breathless laugh from Cisco, because 'impressed' doesn't even start to cover it. ]
Honestly? Think I might cry.
[ Once he has circled back around to the front of the mech he stops, unslinging his heavy backpack from his shoulder and setting it down on the floor of the parking garage. He digs around inside it for a pad of paper and a pen. Cisco doubts he is going to forget anything, but it's best to take notes just in case, and there are some questions he's going to have to ask before he even starts. ]
How long have you had her? I mean, I know she just came through the portal, but before that? These can't be standard issue, where you're from. Not even in 2070. This baby's gotta be custom.
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Hana's question earns a tiny, slightly breathless laugh from Cisco, because 'impressed' doesn't even start to cover it. ]
Honestly? Think I might cry.
[ Once he has circled back around to the front of the mech he stops, unslinging his heavy backpack from his shoulder and setting it down on the floor of the parking garage. He digs around inside it for a pad of paper and a pen. Cisco doubts he is going to forget anything, but it's best to take notes just in case, and there are some questions he's going to have to ask before he even starts. ]
How long have you had her? I mean, I know she just came through the portal, but before that? These can't be standard issue, where you're from. Not even in 2070. This baby's gotta be custom.