"I'm pretty sure concern is just part of my DNA now." Doesn't it show progress that she's willing to crack genetics jokes, given the cruel joke hers have decided to play on her? She feels like that's progress. A small step, maybe, but nevertheless a step.

Caitlin tilts her head as she studies the diagram he shows her. It looks familiar, though it takes a moment for it all to click into place. She can only imagine how proud Hartley might be, seeing Cisco so willing to incorporate some of his concepts into another project. "This looks a lot like the gun you made to deal with the time wraith--" Aaaaaaaand needlescratch.

"Wait, did you just say Maya?"