For Cisco it doubly sucked. His hands were his life these days. From powers to work, everything was hard. He went through a lot of bandages. His powers were't working properly either. Without them he wasn't much use for anything. At least so he thought. As Tony arrived and a voice caught is attention away from his spiraling thoughts, he was glad. "Yeah, hey." He gave a awkward sort of smile, but meeting people for the first time was never his strong suit. His first lab partner hate his guts, but Hartley also just seemed to hate everyone.
Generally when Cisco wasn't in a world of pain, he was a decent person. At least he liked to think so. "Sure." He raised an eyebrow at the two coffees. "Need double shots?" It hadn't crossed his mind that one might be his, after all he barely knew the guy. "Do you have access to a bank account for this place or how is all this working?" Cisco was curious, but he was a scientist first and foremost. He was trying to remain objective about the lab, though internally he could barely wait to see what was inside.
He understood the need for secret lab spots and would likely be finding his own should the space grant it. Cisco's hands were wrapped in bandages that were currently only spotted with a little blood, not drenched at least.