It was so easy to scare the hell out of Cisco. Yesterday, he simply came through the door too swiftly and shocked him so much, he yelped and dropped what he'd been working on. It was shocking how high a pitch he could hit. Other times, he went for more emotional torment, he had vibed a few things from him at this point and he knew little tricks and trips to get him to panic or freak out. Sometimes it was as simple as jabbing at his chest under the guise of wanting his attention. Seemed like they both had a pretty traumatic time around speedsters.

Good to know the universe was consistent.

"You've barely done anything. Except whine. You whine a lot." It was fortunate that he was feeling very patient, usually his temper would have made him at least hit Cisco by now but instead, he found himself strangely amused by this version of himself. "Are you feeling anything? Like a sensation like a pull or a tug? Sometimes that's what it's like for me."