He just continues to babble as he sets up the television and looks back at them about how the writing has changed his life when he notices how they both are sprawled on the couch. Barry smiles. It's such a strange sensation to see other people who look and sound like himself but at the same time, not. He knows that Iris tuned him out whenever he talked about Commander Carl but he knows, at least, both of these men would follow along easily.
Perhaps, if things work out, they could keep Barry here. No matter what, he's determined not to let him go back to that awful Earth. He knows that, perhaps, there is some good to be done there, but he can already feel a fondness for him.
"Hey, hey, excuse me, I am not a nerd."
For the first time, his mouth sets into a thin line and his brows furrow a little. Just as quickly, it goes away and Barry gets up from where he's fiddling with the channel changer, to keep his hands busy and decidedly not call it a nervous tick.
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Date: 2017-11-16 01:36 am (UTC)Perhaps, if things work out, they could keep Barry here. No matter what, he's determined not to let him go back to that awful Earth. He knows that, perhaps, there is some good to be done there, but he can already feel a fondness for him.
"Hey, hey, excuse me, I am not a nerd."
For the first time, his mouth sets into a thin line and his brows furrow a little. Just as quickly, it goes away and Barry gets up from where he's fiddling with the channel changer, to keep his hands busy and decidedly not call it a nervous tick.