Hartley was surprised and the surprise allowed Hartley to be quiet for around 5 minutes, slowly getting used to the small move of affection before narrowing his eyes. “AND ANOTHER THING,” Hartley said loudly, actually a bit surprised by the volume himself and blinked a few times before continuing. “What’s the deal with stealing my technology and putting it to use for that Black Canary chick, huh? And yes, that was a pun but don’t mention it because that’s not the point. I know it was you because you’re the only person smart enough to modify my device and that ‘vigilante’ or what have you is clearly using my technology because it’s my baby and I know when it’s used because I love it.”
Cisco jumped back, his arm leaving Hartley’s shoulders after the increase in volume in the man’s voice. “It’s not exactly your technology, Hart. I had blueprints for something along the lines of the canary cry long before you came around.” Cisco said, getting defensive. “I don’t steal other people’s work, Hartley.”