“Do you think Leonard is pretty?” He had to ask. It was almost an instinct. “I knew you’d get it, you’re too smart not too.”
He sped forward, circling Cisco in ice until he could dart to the table and grab the tech. “So what is this, by the way? Landon Snart, at your service.”
“No, you just have a pretty boy look to you. Like, freshman frat-boy.” Cisco stubled over his words as the young Snart skated around effortlessly and snatched his tech. He knew he needed to come with an explanation for his gauntlets, and fast. “I’m working on some modifications for a friend. A rising vigilante in Central City.”
Cisco stepped forward to grab the gauntlet back, but slipped and fell on his ass as soon as he moved his foot. His head smacked the floor and he groaned as he lay there. “Just don’t break it, okay? Those took months to get right.”