[ Wally doesn't need to finish that sentence, for Cisco to know. He'd been there beside him the whole time. Zoom and all of his melodramatic, violent, terrifying bullshit. Joe being taken. Locking Barry up. Letting Barry go. The race. All the wild shit that had gone down there.
And, he reminds himself, it was only a few days ago Wally hadn't had any idea that Barry was the Flash, that Cisco had powers, that any of this was going on. It's a lot for anybody to take in. ]
Oh.
[ Cisco shifts, then, discomfort acute enough to make him pull over one of the couch pillows, fiddling with the tiny tassels at the corners and staring at them as if they've become fascinating to him. He'd seen how much it impacted Wally, when Joe was taken. He'd been worried, himself, but he knows it can't be anywhere close. Joe is Wally's dad, the dad he'd never had a chance to know growing up. His only parent left.
It doesn't take much, for Cisco's mood to tip towards regret. He wouldn't say anything, if there were other people around, if it weren't quiet in that special way when it's just two people talking alone at night. ]
He shouldn't have been taken in the first place.
[ Cisco thinks back; it's been such a long few days. But, no. Wally hadn't been there, when Joe got taken. So he swallows and explains, quietly: ]
Joe didn't have to be anywhere near Zoom. It would've made more sense for me to be the one who was up close. I was the one opening the breach. He could've stayed in the back, been there as support. But- but he put me far away, and he...
[ Trailing off, Cisco gives a mute shrug, frowning down at the pillow. ]
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[ Wally doesn't need to finish that sentence, for Cisco to know. He'd been there beside him the whole time. Zoom and all of his melodramatic, violent, terrifying bullshit. Joe being taken. Locking Barry up. Letting Barry go. The race. All the wild shit that had gone down there.
And, he reminds himself, it was only a few days ago Wally hadn't had any idea that Barry was the Flash, that Cisco had powers, that any of this was going on. It's a lot for anybody to take in. ]
Oh.
[ Cisco shifts, then, discomfort acute enough to make him pull over one of the couch pillows, fiddling with the tiny tassels at the corners and staring at them as if they've become fascinating to him. He'd seen how much it impacted Wally, when Joe was taken. He'd been worried, himself, but he knows it can't be anywhere close. Joe is Wally's dad, the dad he'd never had a chance to know growing up. His only parent left.
It doesn't take much, for Cisco's mood to tip towards regret. He wouldn't say anything, if there were other people around, if it weren't quiet in that special way when it's just two people talking alone at night. ]
He shouldn't have been taken in the first place.
[ Cisco thinks back; it's been such a long few days. But, no. Wally hadn't been there, when Joe got taken. So he swallows and explains, quietly: ]
Joe didn't have to be anywhere near Zoom. It would've made more sense for me to be the one who was up close. I was the one opening the breach. He could've stayed in the back, been there as support. But- but he put me far away, and he...
[ Trailing off, Cisco gives a mute shrug, frowning down at the pillow. ]