Barry doesn't miss how her words completely contradict the look on her face. He can't help but think it's pretty smart, all things considered. At least if there's a human in charge of the monitoring they might just go right past the tone of things.

"Of course," Barry says, making his own voice much more lighthearted than he feels. "There has to be a good reason we don't remember." And that is what he's afraid of. Whatever is being kept from them, it's being kept because it's dangerous.

He straightens up and sets the pile back on the corner of his desk, taking a moment to pause and push them a little further back from the edge so they don't fall again before Izzy's request catches his attention.

He smiles, despite the heaviness of the conversation they were having a moment ago, his eyebrows raising in surprise. "Dancing?"

It's not what he expected, but he takes a moment to think it over. "Is this for the rebuilding effort?"