The girl moves closer after the sign falls and, without even really thinking about it, he drapes an arm around her shoulders the way he would if he was comforting Caitlin. ...he misses Caitlin… Focus, Ramon, he has to remind himself.
It's that sobering self-reminder that has him dropping his arm away — not Caitlin; inappropriate with a stranger — and starting to look around, silently mapping out their escape route with plans B, C, and D, just in case. Finally, he looks back at her. They don't need to go far, they just need to get out of the eye of the storm.
Her question brings his attention back to her and Cisco nods. "Yeah, we're going somewhere safer," he promises and he holds out his hand. "Take my hand so we don't get separated. Okay?" Even if she knows her way around, she's panicking and it's easy to get lost when panic is muddling one's thoughts.
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It's that sobering self-reminder that has him dropping his arm away — not Caitlin; inappropriate with a stranger — and starting to look around, silently mapping out their escape route with plans B, C, and D, just in case. Finally, he looks back at her. They don't need to go far, they just need to get out of the eye of the storm.
Her question brings his attention back to her and Cisco nods. "Yeah, we're going somewhere safer," he promises and he holds out his hand. "Take my hand so we don't get separated. Okay?" Even if she knows her way around, she's panicking and it's easy to get lost when panic is muddling one's thoughts.