Cisco looked up at Felicity from where he lay across the room, holding a hand to his throbbing head. “Wow, that was quite a throwback,” he said, looking around him for the weapon that flew from his hand.
“Are you okay? Should you move? “Should I call Caitlyn,” Felicity said in a rush worried about the younger man.
“I’m fine. Where’s the gun thing? Weapon?” He didn’t know what to call the thing. When he heard Caitlin’s name, he switched his focus from looking for his new weapon to Felicity. “No, don’t call Caitlin. I don’t think she’ll be happy I tested a new dangerous weapon without her here.”
Cisco backup 