[Jay doesn't let it get to him, when Hal turns away from him. His sanity is skating on thin ice right now, and he gets it - Barry is like a son to him, and it's a deep, deep wound that he's missing again, possibly dead again.
He's about to try and reach out, to offer whatever reassurance he can that they'll think of something, they'll try anything to get Barry back, when Wally comes skidding up at superspeed. He must have heard at least some of the conversation, because he slips into it like he was there all along, and says almost breathlessly,]
Uncle Hal, lightning rods! [...As if that's supposed to mean anything, other than being the phrase that Barry always used when he was feeling sappy - You're my lightning rod, Hal.]
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He's about to try and reach out, to offer whatever reassurance he can that they'll think of something, they'll try anything to get Barry back, when Wally comes skidding up at superspeed. He must have heard at least some of the conversation, because he slips into it like he was there all along, and says almost breathlessly,]
Uncle Hal, lightning rods! [...As if that's supposed to mean anything, other than being the phrase that Barry always used when he was feeling sappy - You're my lightning rod, Hal.]