He’s not sure how long he can handle the vibrations being sent towards him. Cisco’s not trying to hurt him, but without his speed. He can’t exactly stop it. This is what, the second time he’s got up? “Can you stop with that? Seriously, if I was going to hurt you, I would have done it by now.” He doesn’t understand this kids problem. If anything, he’s more like Reverb now than anything. Only, Reverb would have probably tried killing him by now. “Look, my intentions are strictly to help The Flash. If he doesn’t want to step up, that’s going to be a problem.” His hands are up, trying to show he means no harm to anyone. “I am trying to regain my speed. Caitlin Snow is helping. She can confirm my story.”
“Why should I?” Cisco taunted, crossing his arms. “Why would you want to help the Flash? He obviously doesn’t want help.” He said bitterly. “I don’t associate with Team Flash anymore. Hell, there isn’t a Team Flash anymore. Just the Flash.”
