"Wait, I'm nothing to you?" Oh. That sucked. He wanted to go back to the boyfriend thing. He swallowed hard and looked between the two, sensing where this was about to go and oh man, Leonard Snart was terrifying, he was going to kick Hartley's ass. He couldn't let that happen. "Woah, cool it, come on, don't fight. I-I actually can't do what you asked and I'm not lying because clearly, as we all just learned, I can't do that well."

He licked his lips and tried his best to do what he could to prevent this from turning into a fight that Hartley was apparently walking into with a flute. Yeah, that was going to beat a cold gun.

"To do what you want and do it so it's worthwhile, you'd have to have components that have to be specially made and then it'd cost you an insane amount and you can't just randomly steal that shit, you have to send away from it and fill in a form with the funding and that could take up to three months to approve and I don't want to be tied to a chair for three months." There. Cisco inhaled sharply and hoped against hope that would help. God help him, he was worried about Hartley and more than a little freaked. "If I made it with what you have, it'd probably backfire and kill you anyway."