"Oh, I think Barry is a bigger part than maybe you wanna say," I argue and it doesn't even really hurt to say it. Not like it might've all those months ago. Now it just feels like a truth, something easily acknowledged, at least on my end. "You've had good friends here for a long time as far as I can tell. Lots of them long before I ever turned up. But in all the time I've known you, which is comin' up on a year here real soon, I've never seen you smile so much."

Wandering over to the fridge, I grab two eggs, glancing back at Derek over my shoulder as I go. "I may not have some superhuman sense of smell, but I can see things just fine, Mr. Hale. And I know people. I know my friends real well, in particular. And I'm just glad someone could finally make you as happy as you deserve to be."