[ Cisco can feel Harry drawing closer against his side, feel the way his hand grips at his shoulder, and he doesn't know if it's pain or guilt or fear that's causing it. But whatever it is, he's sure it isn't good. So Cisco starts talking, telling him about how they'd found him - the cameras, Barry doing his CSI thing, the warehouse, the dwarf star alloy. He talks animatedly and without halt, even as they get into the car and he drives them through the dark streets back towards Harry's place. Cisco is careful to emphasize how helpful Jesse had been, how clever she was.
He only goes quiet when they're at the front door; even if Jesse knows about the two of them, Cisco can't help feeling a little self-conscious. He's glad that he did, too, when Harry opens the door and Cisco sees her curled on the couch, fast asleep. He puts a finger to his lips, slips past to wait for Harry in his bedroom. ]
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He only goes quiet when they're at the front door; even if Jesse knows about the two of them, Cisco can't help feeling a little self-conscious. He's glad that he did, too, when Harry opens the door and Cisco sees her curled on the couch, fast asleep. He puts a finger to his lips, slips past to wait for Harry in his bedroom. ]