[ For a moment, Harrison just stands there, hands at his side, still not quite sure where he was going with all of this. When he glances up and meets his eyes — and the dullness, the haze behind it all — he shakes his head and presses forward, stepping inside his apartment. He takes a brief moment to shift his gaze to the rest of the apartment, giving it a cursory look. ]
I hadn't noticed.
[ The truth, though it comes out sounding smart-assed at best, like most things he says. Harrison pauses, lifting a hand up and running it down his jaw briefly as he considers what exactly to say. The obvious answer is "what he wants" but that's a bit trickier than it seems.
He's never had to outright ask for a second chance before.
After a moment, he heaves a sigh, lowering his hand and turning to face him directly. Honesty was for the best, no matter how awkward it was. And . . . he could admit it. ]
I was wrong. [ A beat. ] Before. About us. I was wrong.
[ He says it twice just to make it absolutely clear. It's not an apology, it's not a request, but an admission like that from Harrison Wells — a repeated one — doesn't come often. ]
no subject
I hadn't noticed.
[ The truth, though it comes out sounding smart-assed at best, like most things he says. Harrison pauses, lifting a hand up and running it down his jaw briefly as he considers what exactly to say. The obvious answer is "what he wants" but that's a bit trickier than it seems.
He's never had to outright ask for a second chance before.
After a moment, he heaves a sigh, lowering his hand and turning to face him directly. Honesty was for the best, no matter how awkward it was. And . . . he could admit it. ]
I was wrong. [ A beat. ] Before. About us. I was wrong.
[ He says it twice just to make it absolutely clear. It's not an apology, it's not a request, but an admission like that from Harrison Wells — a repeated one — doesn't come often. ]