Hartley gave him a weak smile. “It’s why I told you that I could help you. It’s just. I haven’t found anything about my powers that are worth it. And even if I didn’t have the tinnitus, I’d still hear the screaming of the 17 people that I killed and all of those that were hurt or killed by those affected by project every day. At least with my tinnitus I can pretend I don’t hear them.” Hartley looked down.
“You’ll get it. You may not have discovered all these powers just yet.” Cisco said with a reassuring smile. “Here, you should eat.” He muttered, opening the soup for the man. He just wanted to see the man he’d fallen for smile. Even with all this pain, he just wanted to bring some happiness to the situation.
Cisco backup 