Gabe has a hand on the glass already, palms splayed, almost like he'd been there the entire time, just like Harrison had seemingly been behind the glass his entire conversation. The only reason Gabe knows it's not true is because he saw it with his own eyes, really.
"I'm right about both," he mutters, and he's sure of it almost as much as he's sure about Harrison keeping him here and monitoring him instead of just killing him.
"Did I hurt your ego that bad, Wells? Did I emotionally shank you?"
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Date: 2016-06-10 08:26 am (UTC)"I'm right about both," he mutters, and he's sure of it almost as much as he's sure about Harrison keeping him here and monitoring him instead of just killing him.
"Did I hurt your ego that bad, Wells? Did I emotionally shank you?"