[ Something about that makes him pause. There's something extremely depressing about it all — Ramon, usually so expressive and vibrant, behaving awkwardly, closed off, drawing away from him. And even though he'd spent the past few days hiding away from him (from his counterpart, really, but from him), Harrison can't help but feel an ache in his chest.
He makes up his mind then and there, slipping his hands into his pockets and stepping over, elbowing him firmly as he passes Cisco before stopping at his other side to glance at the papers over his shoulder. ]
It wasn't hard.
[ It's a simple statement, but it's true. Harrison isn't saying it to make him feel any better (though if it has that effect, well, he won't comment one way or another); they were two distinctly different people and Reverb wasn't exactly the best actor in the world, either.
And at this point, he'd like to think that he knows Ramon— knows Cisco by now. ]
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He makes up his mind then and there, slipping his hands into his pockets and stepping over, elbowing him firmly as he passes Cisco before stopping at his other side to glance at the papers over his shoulder. ]
It wasn't hard.
[ It's a simple statement, but it's true. Harrison isn't saying it to make him feel any better (though if it has that effect, well, he won't comment one way or another); they were two distinctly different people and Reverb wasn't exactly the best actor in the world, either.
And at this point, he'd like to think that he knows Ramon— knows Cisco by now. ]