Smooth, [Wally quips automatically, even though he looks a little surprised that he was found out. Or not surprised. -no, kind of surprised. It's the differences in time that's really screwing with him, the five years there, however many years there; back home, Artemis can read him easy peasy, and probably Dick still can too (though lately that's made him more angry than appreciative). It's not like Wally's a closed book.

Tadashi's always been like that. They weren't- they were never close close, but they'd always been friends. When Wally would storm into the lab, Tadashi would turn his desktop wallpaper into a stupid meme during lunch break and make Wally laugh when he came back.]

Y'know, [Wally sighs, tilting his head back, hands gripping the knees of his slightly too long jeans,] times like this I wish I could get drunk. Be someone else's probably for a while, not remember any of it in the morning... You know what I mean?