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[Someone comes right through that breach and is bewildered! He points at the breach as it closes with wide eyes and looks around]

...Dr. Wells? Helloooo?

Was that one of Cisco's projects and I took a wrong turn somewhere?

[Seriously, he just woke up from a nine month coma a few weeks ago. How is he supposed to get used to this kind of thing? He barely got the stopping thing going.]

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[ Come on, Barry. How's he supposed to answer that? ]

A linear pathway, straightline from you to me and back.

[He pushes his hand through his hair because oh wow. Okay. This is a lot to deal with.]

Um. We should get you out of there, yeah?

[ Barry, this Barry, will just unneccesarily speed to the other side of the cell and wait. ]

Yeah, hang on. I uh...I think I've got you.

[He fiddles with the controls until he could somehow get...himself out]

What happened to you?

Everyone stops running when the stars fall.

Stars f...um, maybe we can get you some help somewhere upstairs. Wanna come with?

[ A shrug, which at least seems to prove he understands what the younger Barry is saying. Maybe. ]

[He holds his hand out]

I'll walk you up there?

[ A quick smile, but he'll take Barry's hand. If he finds this odd, there's no sign of it. ]

So when are you from? Why are you talking like that?

This is not the first time that this has happened to you.

[ Well. It's AN answer. It's not an answer to a question Barry actually asked, but... ]

So this happens often?

It's an existential risk, and she goes looking for danger.

Who looks for danger?

[ An amused expression, but it's probably the most coherent he's been. ] Oh. You know. Don't you? Oh maybe not yet.

I know them?

She runs into danger.

Okay...who is she? I know I know her, apparently. But who is she?

Purple flowers in the moonlight.

Purple fl--

[Look at that, it clicks]

...Iris?

Purple flowers. [ Look, he'll even draw one. ]

What happens to Iris?

You may be at risk of bloodletting if you combine your regrets with other selves.

...okay, I'm gonna...I'm gonna make sure you're okay, okay? Just sit tight and I'll see if Cisco or Dr. Wells is around.

[ That certainly gets a reaction out of this Barry. A wide-eyed stare into the distance and he pauses what he's doing. ]

The man in yellow. You can't. A cleansing flood may be needed. He isn't the same as himself. You can't.