[ Ok, so. Yes. Bruce says yes to that and Barry just sort of hums to himself and focuses Really Hard on the road in front of him. Totally not thinking about anything or letting his thoughts to drift off onto the various forks in the road that is his mind. Nope. Not gonna let that happen so that's why he's just focusing on the road ahead.
Except he parked the car already, so. Yeah.
When Bruce gets out, Barry follows after a momentary struggle with his seatbelt and checks his phone which he pockets as he steps out. Door left open, he blinks when Bruce throws that suggestion at him because... isn't this why they came here in the first place? Now he's wondering if he's overthinking or overstepping some invisible boundary here and his fingers tap a little nervously against the roof of the car as he stands there. Super casual. ]
Oh. Uh.
[ What other way is this night supposed to turn into? Things he wants to say but doesn't. Instead, he tilts his head one way and then the other, letting his gaze drift around them out here in the literal middle of nowhere more or less before he swings his gaze back on over to Bruce and the way he looks at him is careful at best. ]
Did you... want me to leave?
[ He's a little... unsure if that's what Bruce is hinting at here. He doesn't think he's saying that but, he also doesn't want to assume anything either. Maybe he's just tired and has had enough of the speedster. After all, he sort of does have A Lot of stamina... in more ways than one. ]
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Except he parked the car already, so. Yeah.
When Bruce gets out, Barry follows after a momentary struggle with his seatbelt and checks his phone which he pockets as he steps out. Door left open, he blinks when Bruce throws that suggestion at him because... isn't this why they came here in the first place? Now he's wondering if he's overthinking or overstepping some invisible boundary here and his fingers tap a little nervously against the roof of the car as he stands there. Super casual. ]
Oh. Uh.
[ What other way is this night supposed to turn into? Things he wants to say but doesn't. Instead, he tilts his head one way and then the other, letting his gaze drift around them out here in the literal middle of nowhere more or less before he swings his gaze back on over to Bruce and the way he looks at him is careful at best. ]
Did you... want me to leave?
[ He's a little... unsure if that's what Bruce is hinting at here. He doesn't think he's saying that but, he also doesn't want to assume anything either. Maybe he's just tired and has had enough of the speedster. After all, he sort of does have A Lot of stamina... in more ways than one. ]