saralancecanaray:

“Sara, it’s okay. Your collar isn’t the bomb. You’re safe.” His hands were at his neck, and one of his hands covered the red that was on his own collar. “You should get out of here, I should stay and help remove the collars.” This whole exchange had pulled him from acting like his drunk self and brought him back to reality.

“No, Cisco. I’m not safe and neither are you.” Reaching out, she hesitantly pulled his hands from his neck. The light blinked red, what a unfortunate color it was. So bold and deadly. “No, you need to wait for Caitlin and Felicity. She’ll get it off. I’ll go find, Ollie. We’ll figure it out,” she staggered to her feet feeling like the world was tilted far out of it’s own orbit. 

“Sara, I’m an engineer. I could take if off if I wanted to. If  I could find some tools. But I have yet to find any.” He huffed, “You need to get out of here. Save yourself. You have your whole life ahead of you. The world won’t lose much when I’m gone.” He said, his voice betraying him by cracking. He stood up and made his way to the balcony, trying to distance himself from the crowd. “Go find Oliver, Felicity, whomever. I’ll be around.”