Though deeply moved that a friend would treat him like this.
Whether it was the Lightning Rider Cisco had given him, or everything Barry was doing now despite being beaten by him, it all made him feel warm.
Perhaps they knew he was alone in another world. Their deliberate joking and horsing around while testing dimensional energy, the Lightning Rider they had given him, Barry's almost forceful persuasion—they all made his heart feel warm. This was what friends were.
"Barry, you can't change my resolve."
Barry's hand tightened. Half-conscious, he knew there was no way to stop him. He truly did not want to see his good friend take that step.
Though they had only known each other for a month, Barry truly liked this friend from another world. He did not want any ugliness or evil to descend upon him.
He should be bright, upright, and kind. He should laugh cheerfully, bump fists with them, drink, and make merry. They should be heroes. You are Lightning Rider, you should be a knight. I am The Flash. We should fight side by side and eliminate evil. Then you will successfully find your way home, embrace your lover with a pair of bright, warm hands... Surely she will accept your proposal, because you love her so much...
But!!!
Never with hands stained by slaughter and sin.
Never by concealing your heart.
Never by bearing the heavy burden of taking lives.
Never...
"At most, I promise you this: when we deal with the metahumans, as long as you are present, I won't kill. You can keep an eye on me."
In his daze, Barry heard those words and smiled as he passed out.
That was fine too. As long as he was there, he would protect the light in Lin Li's heart...