"You can't shoot me, my shirt makes me unstoppable. And people laughed when I brought it." And spilt juice on it. But the point was, check it, unshootable. That was pretty cool. Sucked to be Hartley right now but whatever, he just whammied him. "I would step in and valiantly save that dick but he just fucked with my head and have me the worst headache so you know what, he can ask nicely."

Yes, Cisco was picking a tense moment like this to be a petty child. The panic had definitely given away and both metas were kind of fighting each other so that left Cisco a little smugger than he should have been.

What? The gun wasn't on him and he was pretty sure he could make a run for it soon if they were distracted enough.