[ Cisco intends to make the most of this victory. They'd beaten Zoom, for real. Not just trapped him on Earth-2, not just locked him up like all the other villains. Because he isn't like the other villains. But he's dead, and gone, and Cisco is going to wring every last bit of joy out of that. He hadn't had the chance, when it had been the Reverse Flash. It had been too close to a pyrrhic victory - with Eddie dead, and Ronnie dead, and the singularity ripping the city to pieces. Barry and Caitlin and Iris and even Joe had been left hollowed out by it, and so jubilation hadn't really been appropriate.
Things aren't exactly perfect, this time around. Barry had lost his father. Caitlin is still going to be dealing with the trauma of her kidnapping for a long time. But everyone else is alive, and safe. So as far as Cisco's concerned, it's time to pop some bottles.
Which is why he greets Harry with far more than his usual enthusiasm. The door to the lab has only just swung shut before Cisco is bounding over to him, throwing arms around his neck and kissing him with dizzy enthusiasm. Or, at least, he is at first. It only takes a moment to feel that Harry's response is not what it should be. Cisco draws back, grinning, voice coaxing as he asks: ]
C'mon, we won! Live a little-
[ But Harry doesn't look grudging or grumpy or tired or anything like that. He looks... pale. Still. Cisco's stomach sinks with dread, heartbeat speeding up in sudden worry. Had something else gone wrong? What could have gone wrong? Couldn't he just have this one moment to be happy and nothing else? ]
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Things aren't exactly perfect, this time around. Barry had lost his father. Caitlin is still going to be dealing with the trauma of her kidnapping for a long time. But everyone else is alive, and safe. So as far as Cisco's concerned, it's time to pop some bottles.
Which is why he greets Harry with far more than his usual enthusiasm. The door to the lab has only just swung shut before Cisco is bounding over to him, throwing arms around his neck and kissing him with dizzy enthusiasm. Or, at least, he is at first. It only takes a moment to feel that Harry's response is not what it should be. Cisco draws back, grinning, voice coaxing as he asks: ]
C'mon, we won! Live a little-
[ But Harry doesn't look grudging or grumpy or tired or anything like that. He looks... pale. Still. Cisco's stomach sinks with dread, heartbeat speeding up in sudden worry. Had something else gone wrong? What could have gone wrong? Couldn't he just have this one moment to be happy and nothing else? ]
What's wrong?