Barry waved his hand dismissively, hating that the other had to find him like this. “Had a run in…I’ll be fine.” Looking up at his friend, he sighed a bit. “Sorry about the suit.” He draped the wrecked item of clothing over his chair with an apologetic look. The T-shirt and sweatpants he had on now weren’t his and hung loosely on his body, but it didn’t stick to any of the bandages. Looking at Cisco as he talked about the cuffs, Barry sighed. “You didn’t have to do that. If you are over your mistrust issues then you should’ve ignored mine. And you should have Caitlin put the codes in. I’m..not around as much.” Standing, he shook his head. “I’m already patched. Len and Mick found me.”
“A Run in? Barry, this is so much more than just a run in. You obviously have someone who is gunning for you, and you can’t do this alone.” Cisco sighed, ignoring the man’s attempt at shooing him away. “The suit doesn’t matter. I can make a new suit, but I can’t make a new best friend. I can’t make a new Barry Allen. I want this Barry Allen to set the code. I hardly see Cait anymore, and I don’t trust anyone more than I trust you.” He crossed to his backpack that lie on the floor next to the couch. “You’re going to need someone to keep an eye on you do you don’t completely hurt yourself. I can get you stuff. You go lie down. The wristbands can wait.”
Cisco backup 