Cisco was a scientist, he analyzed everything. Having someone to talk to about it was all new to him though as of recently. Noah didn't even judge him for it. The strange things he said. As Noah asked him if he wished he were as clueless as a boy throwing snowballs ahead of them, the dark haired engineer shook his head. "I'd rather be aware and adapt. There's no worse feeling than being trapped and watching the world go by around you." He spoke from experience there. His home life had been that sort of life, always stuck up in his room unaware of what went on beyond his books and the internet.
Squinting the eye that was closest to the hand that messed up his long hair, he gave Noah a look. "Hey hey, this hair isn't just shiny and perfect on it's own you know. It takes work." He smoothed it back in place with slow emphasis as he peered over at him with a faint amusement. "I was a scientific advisor. So not exactly the same, but still." He shrugged. "My lab basically tore our city apart, so it was nice getting a chance to fix things for a change." As Noah said he had a good life, Cisco could only give a wan smile. "You do." He agreed. "So does Stiles." Cisco was a bit older than Stiles, but not by much. He could see though after experiencing his own lousy childhood that his friend had a good one.
"'Course. Health drinks and salad." He smirked a bit, leaning back to close his eyes as he began to warm up some. He wasn't shaking from the cold nearly as much as he had been previously.