“Because I didn’t wear my hat and you told me to but it was so hot and my bandages were getting sweaty, sir,” he whimpered, clearly out of it. “Maybe the camera man didn’t take the picture and it won’t be in the papers.”
“Hartley, snap out of it! You’re fine! Nobody is going to hurt you!” Cisco said, his voice rushed. “It’s Cisco. It’s just you and me, Hart.”
