[ Cisco loves a good prank, sure, but he's never been someone who is able to keep up a poker face for more than a few seconds. It had never even entered his mind, that Tony might think he was joking or pulling a stunt right now. He's too wrapped up in his own worry to think straight, to really observe his friend. ]
I was.
[ He mutters it darkly, effectively shooting down Tony's attempt at levity. But there's no time for another awkward silence to settle in: they're at the stall, now, and fortunately, the person who'd been manning it has stepped aside, is speaking to someone a few feet away. Which leaves a clear view of the inventions laid out there, with their little labels and explanations of what they can do.
Cisco doesn't indicate the few that he believes he'd spotted in Tony's workshop, before. He doesn't even point out the ones he's pretty sure are his own, with the smallest superficial changes. He merely stands there, folding his arms, and waits, grim-faced. ]
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I was.
[ He mutters it darkly, effectively shooting down Tony's attempt at levity. But there's no time for another awkward silence to settle in: they're at the stall, now, and fortunately, the person who'd been manning it has stepped aside, is speaking to someone a few feet away. Which leaves a clear view of the inventions laid out there, with their little labels and explanations of what they can do.
Cisco doesn't indicate the few that he believes he'd spotted in Tony's workshop, before. He doesn't even point out the ones he's pretty sure are his own, with the smallest superficial changes. He merely stands there, folding his arms, and waits, grim-faced. ]