Cisco is not expecting that touch to his face, but he leans into it anyway, much as he can. He's not exactly willing to let go of Barry either, still hanging on, even without the hug that he already misses.
"What?" Cisco feels like that word is making up half of the entirety of his vocabulary right now. "I literally saw you before I got here, Barry. How can you have been here a YEAR? How are you not insane if you've been stuck here this long?" Cisco really wants to not believe it for Barry's sake. But he can also sort of tell. He knows Barry well, and he can see he's just ... different. Maybe even a little older.
"That's insane," Cisco says, swallowing. "Sara like ... Canary Sara?" Sara was NOT a sit-back-and-deal-with-it person Neither was Barry. If there's a way out of here, they would have found it. Which means they'll have to make one, at the least.
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"What?" Cisco feels like that word is making up half of the entirety of his vocabulary right now. "I literally saw you before I got here, Barry. How can you have been here a YEAR? How are you not insane if you've been stuck here this long?" Cisco really wants to not believe it for Barry's sake. But he can also sort of tell. He knows Barry well, and he can see he's just ... different. Maybe even a little older.
"That's insane," Cisco says, swallowing. "Sara like ... Canary Sara?" Sara was NOT a sit-back-and-deal-with-it person Neither was Barry. If there's a way out of here, they would have found it. Which means they'll have to make one, at the least.