[ The offense he feels by Thawne's belief he'd inform everyone of his secret—true—identity outweighs his other frustration. (No, he doesn't want Thawne to have any right in changing the rules.)
He's his. Thawne is his. Informing everyone else (god, informing the likes of Damian) feels stupid. It is stupid. Barry has never liked sharing Thawne with his friends. He's his problem. He's his. ]
Fine.
I wasn't going to, anyway.
[ It feels like a petulant addition. Why does he care what Thawne thinks about him? ]
I want to know about anyone finding out about you.
no subject
He's his. Thawne is his. Informing everyone else (god, informing the likes of Damian) feels stupid. It is stupid. Barry has never liked sharing Thawne with his friends. He's his problem. He's his. ]
Fine.
I wasn't going to, anyway.
[ It feels like a petulant addition. Why does he care what Thawne thinks about him? ]
I want to know about anyone finding out about you.