[ Harrison rolls his eyes at the comments about acid. If he were more with it, he'd argue that point, and he worked very hard to be the way he is, thank you very much. Instead, he reaches over and knocks some thread off of the couch with one clean swipe of his hand. That's about all he can really muster at the moment, as he leans in to touch against his scalp, rambling on idly as one does when they are, for all intents and purposes, good and stoned.
Still, he can feel Cisco pause for a moment, and then— he's glad. Ramon is glad and Reverb is a thing now firmly in the past, much like Turtle and the Thawne accusations and the entireity of the first week they'd met. Though, Harrison notes idly, that doesn't include the catnip by any stretch of the imagination. He'll give Cisco a piece of his mind later, when he's more coherent. Something has to temper how insufferable he'll be after digesting all of this, anyway.
But right now, Cisco is glad and Harrison can't help but feel almost content with that.
Almost. ]
Focus, Ramon.
[ And he gives him a nudge at that, gesturing at the needle work before starting to mutter out directions idly, taking his ramblings in an entirely different direction. It's not long before Harrison is settled in firmly at Cisco's side, critiquing a few of the stitches as they're being made and questioning at least one of the cuts. He'll wander off for a nap shortly when the fatigue really starts to set in, to sleep off the rest of the effects. But not before he's made sure that the stitchwork is impeccable and Ramon doesn't try to insert lasers or god knows what else he has up his sleeves. ]
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Still, he can feel Cisco pause for a moment, and then— he's glad. Ramon is glad and Reverb is a thing now firmly in the past, much like Turtle and the Thawne accusations and the entireity of the first week they'd met. Though, Harrison notes idly, that doesn't include the catnip by any stretch of the imagination. He'll give Cisco a piece of his mind later, when he's more coherent. Something has to temper how insufferable he'll be after digesting all of this, anyway.
But right now, Cisco is glad and Harrison can't help but feel almost content with that.
Almost. ]
Focus, Ramon.
[ And he gives him a nudge at that, gesturing at the needle work before starting to mutter out directions idly, taking his ramblings in an entirely different direction. It's not long before Harrison is settled in firmly at Cisco's side, critiquing a few of the stitches as they're being made and questioning at least one of the cuts. He'll wander off for a nap shortly when the fatigue really starts to set in, to sleep off the rest of the effects. But not before he's made sure that the stitchwork is impeccable and Ramon doesn't try to insert lasers or god knows what else he has up his sleeves. ]