[ Cisco sees that aborted movement, like Harry wants to reach out for him but can't quite bring himself to. It had never been real to him, before. How strange it must have been for Harry, showing up and finding these strangers with such intensely emotional reactions to his presence. Of course, back then he hadn't really cared whether they liked him or not.
He'll just need to be careful for a while. Not startle Harry. Never, except in life or death circumstances, use certain aspects of his powers around him. That will be enough... won't it? This distance can't last forever, can it? ]
Good to be back.
[ He moves over and busies himself with straightening the messy pile of taped-together schematics. They're still readable, but they don't look the same. Don't lie flat anymore. Cisco knows it is a bit maudlin, but he can't help feeling a momentary twisting in his guts, a fear that things between him and Harry will be like these papers. Never the same again. ]
I'm. Um. I wanted to say I'm really glad. That you could tell it wasn't me so soon, I mean.
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He'll just need to be careful for a while. Not startle Harry. Never, except in life or death circumstances, use certain aspects of his powers around him. That will be enough... won't it? This distance can't last forever, can it? ]
Good to be back.
[ He moves over and busies himself with straightening the messy pile of taped-together schematics. They're still readable, but they don't look the same. Don't lie flat anymore. Cisco knows it is a bit maudlin, but he can't help feeling a momentary twisting in his guts, a fear that things between him and Harry will be like these papers. Never the same again. ]
I'm. Um. I wanted to say I'm really glad. That you could tell it wasn't me so soon, I mean.