Extra what now? [Peering at her hand, Barry reaches out.

It only takes a couple of tries before he can finally close his hand around her wrist.] Hang on. Hang on. Lemme count. Um. One, two, three, wait. No. Three, four, five.

[That was harder than it should have been, but Barry doesn't care. He threads his fingers with hers.] All five. Just right.