[Cisco shakes his head, grinning for the first time since this conversation had started. It was so small and simple and there was no reason in the world Cisco couldn't break a set of drum sticks himself, but the offer is just nice to have all the same. Reminds him of when they were younger, how things used to be.]

Thanks. I'll remember that. [He nods a little, wondering if any part of Dante realizes how much something like that even means. Probably not. Not really. Because it seems like it's the status quo for him and Paco, so he probably doesn't think much about it at all.] I'm sure we could find some asshole meta for you to punch every now and then if you really miss it that much. [They could hardly turn down help when they really needed it, right? And sometimes they really did.

Cisco reaches over and ganks the flask back from him, taking a sip, and for a minute or two he's quiet, which is pretty unusual for him. He just takes the situation in for a moment. Standing here, sharing whiskey with his other-earth self's brother-- his brother... sort of--like it's normal. And maybe it is by now. But there's just one thing that he can't get out of his head. He tilts his head to look back over at Dante, a little frown on his face.] Is it always like this? For you and Paco, I mean... is this... [He shrugs one shoulder slightly.] normal?