[Barry twitches as Taako shouts at him, his face scrunching up with concern, brows pulling together tightly. What's he saying? Is that what he really thinks of him..?

It can't be. They've certainly had arguments in the past - one fairly recently, the memory of Barry's hands taking hold of Taako's shoulders and shouting in his face still clear in his mind - but Taako wouldn't ever think that of Barry. He knows Barry had nothing to do with them forgetting. He knows Barry was also made to suffer by Lucretia’s actions. He must know Barry can't make them forget.

And Barry knows that even if Taako sincerely thought these hurtful things about him, he wouldn't let that fear get to him like this. He's clearly terrified, the Umbra Staff vibrating against his chest. He wouldn't confront him like this. Not unless something was wrong.]

Taako… L-Listen to yourself. Would I hurt ya like that? [He's not advancing on him, doesn't dare, just speaks very calmly, slow and easy.] I was th’one who asked ya t’kill me back then. Remember? I begged you, Taako. I-- I was scared too. I wouldn't do that to us again. Y-You know that, right? I… I think you're real sick, Taako.

I think it's th’liches.