"I know, Cisquito. I know." His fingers slide through Cisco's hair and finally his hand tightens and simply buries in it, holding him as close as he can. There isn't much he can do for Cisco and maybe he doesn't even have much understanding of his situation. He's lost his family through different circumstances and while he misses them, it's different. It's not something worth bringing up. "I'm so sorry."

He doesn't want to give him false hope, but his mind is still what it is and he can't help but consider the possibilities. "If there's anyone who could tell whether a change would affect the timeline and how it would affect it, it'd have to be someone with your powers."