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This version of Barry Allen has, essentially, completely taken over the Star Labs TV room. The walls, the coffee table, the windows and even the television are completely covered in these strange symbols resembling pictographs and other such things. Barry is, at this moment, sitting on the floor and drawing on it with that ever present chalk marker.

On top of the television, a pile of ice cream bar sticks and wrappers. Apparently he has been eating something, at least.

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"When-- oh. You mean, like, time travel?" Mick had mentioned that. That was how she was here, or...something. Instead of being busy not existing because she'd died.

"I don't know where we are."

"Well, that makes two of us, buddy." Without thinking much about it, she reaches over and pats his shoulder lightly, an act of camaraderie more than anything.

"Joe knows. Joe knows."

"I have no idea who Joe is." She points out, staring at him.

"He'll be upset."

She frowns a little at that. "Why?" Upset men didn't tend to spell good things, in her experience.

"She runs into danger."

"Who runs into danger?"

He shrugs. "Purple flowers."

She shakes her head a little, "Sorry, I don't understand." She was doing so well with figuring him out, she feels a little deflated that he's lost her.

Shaking his head. "It's fine. Doesn't matter. The sun is melting."

"I hope not," she gives a facial shrug at that comment. "Listen, I don't know what's got you so mixed up in the way you say things, but...I'll always be around if you wanna talk, okay?" She smiles a little.

"I'll be right here." Is that even a response to what she's saying? Let's pretend it is, even if not.

"You stay in here all the time?" She asks curiously. "Do you stay here because you want to, or is someone making you?" Because she knows a little bit about not being allowed things, and she doesn't like the idea of someone locking this guy away like disease that needs to be quarantined. So what if he was different and talked a little funny? It didn't mean that was the right response.

"Every runner stops running." Drawing a circle on the tv set. "I doubt you got where you are by being complacent."

"I got where I was before I showed up here because a fire took my house." She says it like it's nothing, but it's still really fresh in her head and her heart.

He makes a face, shaking his head. "Ronnie isn't like that."

"I dunno a Ronnie," She shrugs, "but it's good to know he's not like that."

"He saved all of us."

She smiles a little, "Sounds like a good guy, then."

"He saved all of us," he repeats. Draws a swirl next to the previous mark on the tv set.

"How'd he do it?" she asks, watching as he draws more things she doesn't understand.

"Fly into the sky. No birds, no planes, no supermen."

She leans back on her arms and gives a bit of a facial shrug. "Never heard of flying people before." There's a beat and she relents, "I mean, except in movies."