[ Cisco stares at Harry in undisguised shock - muted, like everything else about him right now, but unmistakeable. He never would have predicted this. Harry had always struck him as too stubborn to making a mistake, even if he wanted to. Not unless actual lives were on the line.
But he sees the way Harry is looking at him, and it actually makes sense. His daughter had run away and the very same day he'd found out that Jay - someone whose goodness he'd probably never questioned, someone who had saved his life, someone who was supposed to be a hero on his world, someone he'd mourned - was Zoom. The monster who had taken his daughter and terrorized her. Terrorized Harry, too. Hurt him, hounded him, haunted him.
Cisco's been through this before. Part of the reason it's so painful for him is the guilt of not seeing it coming - fool him once, shame on Eobard. Fool him twice, shame on him. But for all that Harry's older, has more life experience in general, he hasn't. Not this particular, unique flavor of betrayal. And the first time, Cisco knows, is far, far worse. ]
Oh.
[ It flashes through his mind briefly that maybe he ought to tell Harry not to make any big decisions like this while the news about Jay is so fresh. But that would make him a hypocrite, wouldn't it? He'd railed against Harry for trying to decide what was best for him. ]
Okay.
[ Cisco moves a few steps closer to Harry, tentative, cautious. If Harry had changed his mind just the night before, Cisco's reaction would have been happiness, enthusiasm. He would have been all over Harry in about a second. But things are different. Yesterday was another world. So Cisco just comes closer still, heart beating a bit faster. ]
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But he sees the way Harry is looking at him, and it actually makes sense. His daughter had run away and the very same day he'd found out that Jay - someone whose goodness he'd probably never questioned, someone who had saved his life, someone who was supposed to be a hero on his world, someone he'd mourned - was Zoom. The monster who had taken his daughter and terrorized her. Terrorized Harry, too. Hurt him, hounded him, haunted him.
Cisco's been through this before. Part of the reason it's so painful for him is the guilt of not seeing it coming - fool him once, shame on Eobard. Fool him twice, shame on him. But for all that Harry's older, has more life experience in general, he hasn't. Not this particular, unique flavor of betrayal. And the first time, Cisco knows, is far, far worse. ]
Oh.
[ It flashes through his mind briefly that maybe he ought to tell Harry not to make any big decisions like this while the news about Jay is so fresh. But that would make him a hypocrite, wouldn't it? He'd railed against Harry for trying to decide what was best for him. ]
Okay.
[ Cisco moves a few steps closer to Harry, tentative, cautious. If Harry had changed his mind just the night before, Cisco's reaction would have been happiness, enthusiasm. He would have been all over Harry in about a second. But things are different. Yesterday was another world. So Cisco just comes closer still, heart beating a bit faster. ]
What changed your mind?