[ Ah yes, morals. So hard for Cisco to tell sometimes, where Harry's lie. Which lines he'll cross and which he won't. He's done some things that are inexcusable by anyone's standards. And he's also been noble, selfless, righteous. Cisco wouldn't have been surprised if it were pride, keeping Harry from making a move. But this? He hadn't expected.

(Moral objections had never been a real problem with the previous Dr. Wells, which in hindsight should have been a warning sign; he'd only asked if Cisco was sure, and then accepted his answer - warmly, in a way that made Cisco feel mature, respected, different from other people, special.) ]

Not drunk enough that you need to worry about taking advantage.

[ He doesn't follow when Harry puts distance between them, though it's a challenge not to. It might look desperate, and that's not an appealing trait. But he keeps his eyes on Harry, moving between his eyes and his mouth. ]

Believe me. I know what I'm doing. That wasn't an impulse kiss, I've wanted to do that for, like, a long time. [ A hint of a smirk, which Cisco hopes will demonstrate that he's in his full faculties, capable of making this decision. ] And y'know what? Just as good as I expected.

[ A little gentle flattery never hurt, did it. But he says it with a touch of humor, not slavishly ]