Barry turned to face his friend, smiling a little at him. He was just glad to see him living. “Yeah, I’m here. How’s it going Cisco? Are you okay? Besides the hangover.” He moved closer to the other, leaving the nearly stitched up suit on it’s mannequin. “Do you need some water or something?”
“Nah, I think if I drink anymore water I might explode.” He paused and held up a finger. “That was not the best use of that word. But yeah, I’m fine.” Cisco didn’t want to tell Barry the dream he had once he crashed. It was too gruesome for him to even fathom just yet. “I assume you diffused the collars?” He wiggled his in the air, he’d kept it to run tests.
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