[ Cisco laughs - a tiny, shaky thing - when Harry says that Jesse had yelled at him in public. He can picture it easily; she really takes after her father in some ways. The fact that all that (and Harry's decision to come back) had been catalyzed by his gift is a little harder to wrap his head around. He had never thought, never would have predicted...]
Oh right, I shoulda guessed. Just a favor to Joe. Of course
[ His voice is still small and cracked from crying, but there's a thin note of sarcasm to it now, a trace of his usual humor. Cisco isn't fooled, not one bit. Harry had come back for them all. Joe, and Barry, and Caitlin, and him. Because in his own prickly and awkward way, he cares about them.
Which doesn't mean that it will be easy for him, being separated from his daughter. But, privately, elatedly, Cisco thinks this might actually be good for the two of them. It's not just his selfishness, causing him to think that. When he'd been Jesse's age, being apart from his family had been a precious and necessary thing. And even though there's no comparison, between the families, he feels like some space will probably do them good, too. ]
Any time you wanna talk to her, I'll project you over.
[ Harry's hand moving against his back is familiar and comforting. It takes less time than Cisco would have thought, for the shock to fade and for him to accept that Harry is back for good. But the fact is that Harry belongs here. On this Earth and with him - working and bickering and pretending to be mad about things that actually please him. Him saying he would leave, that had been the unnatural thing. This? Is easier to believe. ]
Thank you. For coming back.
[ It's difficult to make himself let go, but he does. There will be other chances to hold onto Harry. They have so much time, now. Cisco wipes at his eyes again with his sleeves and grins. The last 48 hours have certainly been an emotional rollercoaster. It feels like it's been a year since they beat Zoom, not just over a day. ]
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Oh right, I shoulda guessed. Just a favor to Joe. Of course
[ His voice is still small and cracked from crying, but there's a thin note of sarcasm to it now, a trace of his usual humor. Cisco isn't fooled, not one bit. Harry had come back for them all. Joe, and Barry, and Caitlin, and him. Because in his own prickly and awkward way, he cares about them.
Which doesn't mean that it will be easy for him, being separated from his daughter. But, privately, elatedly, Cisco thinks this might actually be good for the two of them. It's not just his selfishness, causing him to think that. When he'd been Jesse's age, being apart from his family had been a precious and necessary thing. And even though there's no comparison, between the families, he feels like some space will probably do them good, too. ]
Any time you wanna talk to her, I'll project you over.
[ Harry's hand moving against his back is familiar and comforting. It takes less time than Cisco would have thought, for the shock to fade and for him to accept that Harry is back for good. But the fact is that Harry belongs here. On this Earth and with him - working and bickering and pretending to be mad about things that actually please him. Him saying he would leave, that had been the unnatural thing. This? Is easier to believe. ]
Thank you. For coming back.
[ It's difficult to make himself let go, but he does. There will be other chances to hold onto Harry. They have so much time, now. Cisco wipes at his eyes again with his sleeves and grins. The last 48 hours have certainly been an emotional rollercoaster. It feels like it's been a year since they beat Zoom, not just over a day. ]