A lot of things aren't fair, Allen. [It comes out before he can stop it, a cold-water dash of the old Harry Wells who had no trouble at all hissing hurtful things at the Flash when his daughter's life was on the line. But nothing else follows it, not yet. It takes a physical effort to keep the distance intact, to stop himself from moving forward, or even reaching out. Barry doesn't want to close the distance.]
No I'm not asking you to be fine with it. I'm telling you because... [He takes a slow breath in, lets it out on a sigh, briefly wonders when—or if—he'll see Barry again after this.]
Because I care about you. Barry. And I know you're not going to believe me, why would you, you see this as a betrayal of you, and of course why wouldn't you, why would my life and my memories before I met you matter, and that's why I was going to keep it a secret from you, but it wouldn't have stayed that way. And you've had enough people lie to you to keep you safe.
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No I'm not asking you to be fine with it. I'm telling you because... [He takes a slow breath in, lets it out on a sigh, briefly wonders when—or if—he'll see Barry again after this.]
Because I care about you. Barry. And I know you're not going to believe me, why would you, you see this as a betrayal of you, and of course why wouldn't you, why would my life and my memories before I met you matter, and that's why I was going to keep it a secret from you, but it wouldn't have stayed that way. And you've had enough people lie to you to keep you safe.