Barry really was having a lot of trouble not crying anymore about the fact that Cisco believed himself so dangerous, or the fact that he might actually be a danger to those around him. He’d caused this too, and he just swallowed thickly and nodded. “I won’t tell her the code. And I’ll get out of your hair. If you need anything, just shout. I’m keeping your end of the intercom on in the lab so I’ll here you, and I’ll be here most nights all night, so don’t be afraid to shout.”
“Thank you Barry, really. I can’t imagine what anyone else might have done had Oliver not brought me in when he did. You guys are trusting me, even though I can’t remember a thing. So thanks.” Cisco said with a smile, really grateful that his friend was taking him in so wholeheartedly.