“Exactly, sit.” Sara rummaged through her kit, an ace bandage and a couple ice packs could take the sting out. A few shots will dull the edge significantly. “So you’re coming into your powers now. Did you talk to anyone about it?”
“Not exactly. I’m trying to convice Oliver to help me train, and Barry’s offered, too, but I don’t want to hurt Barry. I know Oliver can take whatever I throw at him. Literally.” Cisco said, looking at the things Sara took from her kit. “You taught me to throw a punch, but I need so much more than that now.”
