Hartley suddenly cocked his head, his expression different. “You got powers too, didn’t you? I can hear the frequency.” The sneer was no longer present and he regarded Cisco curiously. “It comes from your palms?” Hartley held up his hands to signal that he meant no harm as he stepped a bit closer. “It’s not quite sonic, is it. There’s definitely energy that is radiating. And it’s making an interesting phonation but it’s not directly a sound wave.”
“Not just from my palms, feet too.” Cisco said, taking a step back, despite Hartley obviously meaning no harm. “Vibrations, idiota. They’re vibrations. I can see through the vibrations of the universe, through timelines. I never wanted this.” He sighed, taking yet another step back. Cisco knew exactly what he was capable of, and even though he wasn’t a fan of Hartley, he wasn’t going to purposely cause harm to the man.
Cisco backup 