"We are," says Barry, twisting in his arms to face him. "And I don't want to be home if it means leaving you. I just - " Barry laughs a little. "I wish that somehow, you could come home with me. You could help the team. Everyone would love you, God, especially Cisco." He feels lighter for the thought, even if it's a wistful one. "Joe, my dad, Caitlin. Even Iris. Everyone."