"Dragons are cool, I have an older brother that works with dragons. Pretty sure one of these family dinners Charlie is just gonna show up with a bunch of wee baby dragons in pajamas and pass them off as his kids just to get a rise out of mum," George remarked as he picked up half of his own sandwich. He took a large bite as he watched Cisco from the corner of his eyes. The issue with Barry was a weird one. Going bonkers wasn't exactly something he was used to dealing with, but as far as he could tell the bloke was just off his rocker.
"I think," he said after he swallowed a mouthful of his sandwich. "Barry isn't going to harm anyway. He is just spouting words." He pointed a finger at the plate in front of Cisco and then pointe at Cisco with a look that said 'eat or else.'
"Look, mate, I am not going to force you to see Barry, but he is your friend right? If you were spewing weird sentences I'd still hang out with you." George set the remainder of his half of the sandwich down so he could yank a hair tie off his wrist. He took a moment to yank his hair back into a messy ponytail, exposing the injury to the side of his face and ear from a nasty charm.
"You do what you want, no one is gonna think any less of you."