Yamato gives Cisco a smile back, then turns, resting his back against the ship with his feet still on the ladder.
He does catch that opening-and-shutting mouth and glance from Barry.
"Right, right, reflexes. I've mostly been piloting with my eyes shut, just hitting the accelerator, getting up to max speed, and hoping that I don't run into anything. That should work out just fine for the race, right?" He deadpans.
He's joking -- he definitely hasn't done that in any of the practice runs, and even the thought of it makes him want to cringe -- but he does a pretty good impression of grave seriousness, because what is life if not an exercise in trolling Barry.
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He does catch that opening-and-shutting mouth and glance from Barry.
"Right, right, reflexes. I've mostly been piloting with my eyes shut, just hitting the accelerator, getting up to max speed, and hoping that I don't run into anything. That should work out just fine for the race, right?" He deadpans.
He's joking -- he definitely hasn't done that in any of the practice runs, and even the thought of it makes him want to cringe -- but he does a pretty good impression of grave seriousness, because what is life if not an exercise in trolling Barry.