“Uh? I meant, in general, changes.” Eobard stalled, wondering how much he dared to say. It was possible something had already happened to Cisco, but he thought it was just as likely that nothing ever would. However, he’d roused Cisco’s curiosity, which meant a temporary lapse in hostility from the younger man. Eobard caved to the urge to share the worry that had been in the back of his mind for over a year now. “No, I didn’t. I don’t mean to alarm you, but I’ve always suspected you might have been affected by the particle accelerator. Recent events,” –the failure of his plans, the loss of their trust– “have kept me from keeping a close an eye on possible developments.”
“Nothing really has changed, besides…” Cisco paused, deciding what he should tell the man. “Besides my drive to figure out what caused all the metahumans and how to counteract it all.” He smiled. “I’m just peachy, though. Made some cool tech, tested it, its great. Cisco grinned, remembering the gun he didn’t log into the STAR Labs database.
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