Barry smiled as Cisco gave his okay, knowing he had one more to go before all would be well and clear. He really wasn’t looking forward to it. “Thanks Cisco. I’ll try to be better than a grimy alley guy.” Moving away from the suit, he crossed his arms. “I am sorry about the cut. To be honest I was more worried about our suit than the wound itself.”
“Dude, although I love this suit, you should make sure you’re okay before you go concerning yourself about what I might say about my- I mean, our suit. I can always make a new suit, but if I lose you, there will never be another Barry Allen.” Cisco said, looking over his shoulder at his friend.
