"I do have every right to be angry," she says, a flicker of that same determination she showed at lunch two days ago. "You do too Barry. But you shouldn't be angry at yourself." She glances upwards at the fake sky and the fake air. "You should be angry at whoever — whatever, took Ray. Even if it's the Computer itself."
When he says that sentence about how if he could get his speed back, he could do something, she puts a hand on his arm and squeezes.
She can't imagine how hard its been for him. Barry has always wanted to help other people, and his speed gave him a way to do that back home. When he first told her and Cisco that he didn't have his speed, she'd immediately had wanted to ask Barry how he was handling it — but all of that had gotten sidetracked when she found out about Ray. She was determined not to get sidetracked again.
"Do you have any idea what's keeping it ... from working?"
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When he says that sentence about how if he could get his speed back, he could do something, she puts a hand on his arm and squeezes.
She can't imagine how hard its been for him. Barry has always wanted to help other people, and his speed gave him a way to do that back home. When he first told her and Cisco that he didn't have his speed, she'd immediately had wanted to ask Barry how he was handling it — but all of that had gotten sidetracked when she found out about Ray. She was determined not to get sidetracked again.
"Do you have any idea what's keeping it ... from working?"