[ Cisco thinks about that. His own instincts initially tell him that there's something vaguely underhanded about that strategy. Somehow it feels like setting up a trap for Barry or Caitlin to walk into: agreeing on this in advance and then trying to orchestrate and manage them in some way.

But... maybe Harry's right. It wouldn't be like that, exactly. It would just be... undoing the dishonesty that they've gotten so used to. Letting the truth come out gradually, rather than making some kind of awkward, grandiose announcement. His only concern is that they will both be so used to hiding that it will be hard for them to stop. ]

I guess that could work.

[ He pulls off another chunk of the garlic bread, wanting something to do with his hands as he asks: ]

And are we gonna have some kind of strategy in mind for, um. If they don't take it so well?

[ Cisco doesn't actually think either Caitlin or Barry will make that much fuss, but... he can't be sure. Since his father was killed, Barry had been volatile, less a person and more a walking talking white-hot ball of rage. That anger won't have just vanished with Zoom: that's not how it works, and Cisco knows that. And Caitlin, after her own romantic choices had crashed and burned so disastrously: what if she worries? What if she cries? ]