"No, I know. I get it." Barry gave her a nod, trying to reassure her that she didn't have to explain herself. Despite the fact that he had no doubt he was loved by his city, the reality of it was was that people were fickle. They were scared of things that they didn't understand unless those things purposefully went out of their way to show that they meant no harm, and even then the trust that they worked so hard to build with a society could be easily broken by one misstep. "It's like that back home for me, too. People are usually good but they put a lot of expectation on you, even if they don't realize that they do it." He shrugged, his smile fading a little. "They're more willing to forgive if you're like them. When you're not, you're not allowed to make mistakes. They never forget."
Barry's head tilted back to try and see if he could look at the window above him, and when he couldn't he instead glanced out at the one near the door again. "Well, it looks like it's dying down. I think. I can't really tell, but it definitely doesn't look like it's getting worse, which might be a good sign." He shifted to sit forward a little, his back getting stiff. "After it stops we should go around and see what we can clear away. Between the two of us we can probably make sure that there aren't big trees on the roads or debris blocking doorways." He gave a tired expression, as if already exhausted by the idea. "It looks like we're going to start the rebuilding project a lot sooner than we expected."
He waited patiently for her to pull out her glasses, knowing full well that she was avoiding his question, and Barry raised an eyebrow when she finally deflected once more before giving a slow and solemn nod. "Right, you were laughing at me. That's okay, I understand." He was teasing but he did so with a deadpan expression, working hard to keep the smile he felt rising off of his face. "Do you need that suit to fly? Because if not I would probably hide it away until you know whether or not the people who are going to show up here will be comfortable with what we are. The suit might raise some questions if people find out that you're always wearing it under your clothes. Just saying."
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Barry's head tilted back to try and see if he could look at the window above him, and when he couldn't he instead glanced out at the one near the door again. "Well, it looks like it's dying down. I think. I can't really tell, but it definitely doesn't look like it's getting worse, which might be a good sign." He shifted to sit forward a little, his back getting stiff. "After it stops we should go around and see what we can clear away. Between the two of us we can probably make sure that there aren't big trees on the roads or debris blocking doorways." He gave a tired expression, as if already exhausted by the idea. "It looks like we're going to start the rebuilding project a lot sooner than we expected."
He waited patiently for her to pull out her glasses, knowing full well that she was avoiding his question, and Barry raised an eyebrow when she finally deflected once more before giving a slow and solemn nod. "Right, you were laughing at me. That's okay, I understand." He was teasing but he did so with a deadpan expression, working hard to keep the smile he felt rising off of his face. "Do you need that suit to fly? Because if not I would probably hide it away until you know whether or not the people who are going to show up here will be comfortable with what we are. The suit might raise some questions if people find out that you're always wearing it under your clothes. Just saying."