[ He gives Cisco a half-smirk when he starts wiping at his eyes. Not that Harrison really knows the first thing about removing make-up either, but it's still amusing to see him make an attempt at getting rid of it. He rubs at his hand with his thumb idly, eyes half-lidded as he glances over at him. ]

Good. That takes care of that, then.

[ Mostly, anyway. Zoom was another story but— with everything else that had happened, Harrison wasn't going to immediately assume that Zoom was amongst those that had been knocked out. He was clever, a survivor. If anyone was going to escape, it would be him. Still, they'd stripped him of his army, and that was enough cause for celebration.

He rolls his eyes back a bit at the next question, reaching up to rub at the back of his neck. ]

Jesse's headset didn't work. [ A beat. ] I don't know why, but— we were in a hurry. [ He shrugs. He'd be much more upset if it were Jesse in his position. But after everything else he'd endured in the past year? This was nothing. ] I gave her mine. So.

[ At that, he pulls his hand away from his neck and makes a flopping motion with it. ]