[ Harrison reaches over and rests a hand on Cisco's arm. This was why he'd hesitated briefly — it wasn't bad enough in his eyes to be worth the worry and concern. But he'd promised Jesse that he'd try more, to be someone she could be proud of, and letting his injuries sit and worrying his friends probably goes against that in a number of ways.
He gives Cisco's arm a light squeeze instead along with the smallest of half smiles. ]
Cisco, it's— we don't need to. You can take a look for yourself.
[ He knows it won't look great, but it should be obvious that he just needs rest, even to the untrained eye. Carefully, he shrugs off his jacket and sets it to the side before rolling up his sleeves. There's a couple scrapes and bruises, but nothing too serious or concerning. ]
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He gives Cisco's arm a light squeeze instead along with the smallest of half smiles. ]
Cisco, it's— we don't need to. You can take a look for yourself.
[ He knows it won't look great, but it should be obvious that he just needs rest, even to the untrained eye. Carefully, he shrugs off his jacket and sets it to the side before rolling up his sleeves. There's a couple scrapes and bruises, but nothing too serious or concerning. ]