Yamato flushes a little red at that (being practically part of a team is a big thing!). "I could so be an evil clone if I wanted to be. You'd never know I wasn't the original Yamato," he mutters. "Thanks, though. I guess it goes both ways, too: At this point, you and Barry are basically members of the Chosen."

Beat.

"GP is your partner."

Yamato can't wait for GP to evolve into MetalGPmon.

He gives Cisco a slightly concerned look at that second part, and moves to ruffle his hair, before thinking better at it and just sort of ruffling the air a few inches above his hair, because Cisco's virus may as well be an impenetrable forcefield as far as he's concerned.

"You're going to be fine, kiddo, just make sure you don't push yourself too hard. If I get a chance, I'll make you a pot of shoga-yu or something, see if we can't clear your throat up a little."