[ Later, he'll probably feel guilty about the way Harry gives up. There isn't much room for that now, but he does seem to realize his actions are too harsh and impulsive. Barry slips his hands back into his pockets like it'll offer some pretense of nonchalance; it doesn't, and everything about him is still tense, live-wire, from the strict set of his jaw to the flat tone of his voice. ]
I beat him, you know.
[ There's a hint of smugness in the statement, deeply bitter. Barry's gaze drops to the floor as he plays back the memory. How it had felt to finally outrun him. To win, even if had been taken away within minutes. His chin lifts slightly when he looks back up and meets Harry's gaze, almost challenging. ]
We had him. We could've stopped him if it hadn't been for— [ Timelines. There's blame there, raw, but it's aimless. He doesn't blame Cisco for what happened. He doesn't blame Harry for knowing how to fix it, either, but it's still a loss, something he can't just let go.
For all that he seems to be building up to some kind of ultimatum, he catches himself up short before he gets there. Some of the anger bleeds out, and all that's left in its wake is bitter resolve. ]
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I beat him, you know.
[ There's a hint of smugness in the statement, deeply bitter. Barry's gaze drops to the floor as he plays back the memory. How it had felt to finally outrun him. To win, even if had been taken away within minutes. His chin lifts slightly when he looks back up and meets Harry's gaze, almost challenging. ]
We had him. We could've stopped him if it hadn't been for— [ Timelines. There's blame there, raw, but it's aimless. He doesn't blame Cisco for what happened. He doesn't blame Harry for knowing how to fix it, either, but it's still a loss, something he can't just let go.
For all that he seems to be building up to some kind of ultimatum, he catches himself up short before he gets there. Some of the anger bleeds out, and all that's left in its wake is bitter resolve. ]
I'll talk to him.