Cisco shakes his head a little. "Nah, no, sorry. It's...a thing back home, it's hard to explain," he tells her with a little shake of his head and a smile. Trying to explain metahumans would probably calm him down some, but he doesn't need to be overloading this poor girl's brain in an effort to calm himself down. She's just been through a trauma, too.

Her compliment has him ducking his head a little and he finally pushes himself to his feet because he doesn't like sitting still for this long when he should really be listening at the door for a good opportunity for them to get out of this warehouse and back to actual safety, like their rooms, which he doubts will be a target for the time being.

"I do what I can, anyway. I'm glad you're okay."