[there's a part of him that wants to yell at her. he is angry, so much more than he's expressed and only getting angrier. but he isn't angry at her. he's angry at the man in yellow. he's angry at himself.
maybe he shouldn't be asking iris to go, knowing this guy's probably tried to kill him once already and is back in central city. but, honestly? barry wants to meet the man in yellow. he's been terrified of that very thing happening his whole life, but he's also wanted it, and in a crazy way he's more upset that this other speedster hasn't bothered coming back after him yet. barry doesn't want to hear about maybes or probablys from iris. he wants to ask the man himself what happened and why. why his mom; why him; why iris. why let his dad get stuck in prison for all these years, when it's iris he's after?
and can he be convinced to do something about it?
there are too many questions and no answers, not really. maybe iris is the one who can run faster than almost anyone else, but barry's always felt like he was being chased by something, and now it's closing in.
he exhales, runs both hands through his hair and down the back of his head, and nods without quite looking at her.]
Okay. Okay.
[don't apologize doesn't quite make its way aloud.]
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maybe he shouldn't be asking iris to go, knowing this guy's probably tried to kill him once already and is back in central city. but, honestly? barry wants to meet the man in yellow. he's been terrified of that very thing happening his whole life, but he's also wanted it, and in a crazy way he's more upset that this other speedster hasn't bothered coming back after him yet. barry doesn't want to hear about maybes or probablys from iris. he wants to ask the man himself what happened and why. why his mom; why him; why iris. why let his dad get stuck in prison for all these years, when it's iris he's after?
and can he be convinced to do something about it?
there are too many questions and no answers, not really. maybe iris is the one who can run faster than almost anyone else, but barry's always felt like he was being chased by something, and now it's closing in.
he exhales, runs both hands through his hair and down the back of his head, and nods without quite looking at her.]
Okay. Okay.
[don't apologize doesn't quite make its way aloud.]