“Technology from the future. Everything you need to make this,” he tapped the Flash ring on his hand, “For Barry. I know you can figure it out from here. You really are very smart, Cisco.”
Cisco could have squealed with joy at receiving this technology, but he didn’t. “Thanks, Thawne. For the tech, I mean. I’ll put it to good use.” Cisco figured he could make duplicates of it, use it for the Flash, the Arrow, any other heroes, and himself once he figured out a suit. “Why are you back, anyway?”
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