Ryan stared at Juliettee. Something told him that he wasn't gonna win this race, so he wasn't very surprised to see her there. Besides, it was easier for her to hide and use her powers than it was for his. A giant gust of wind on a clear, still, summer night was unheard of. He jumped in line with her, nudging her with an elbow. "What took you so long?" He joked, fully aware that she was there moments before he was. 

Waiola's left hand covered her mouth, trying to hide the look of sorrow. "O-oh my god." She gasped. Obviously, they all were going to die young....but [i]Wally[/i]. He could outrun [i]anything[/i]! But then again, she didn't know the guy that long. There wasn't a Flash in the first two previous universes that she had lived in. She didn't cry, and she wasn't going to cry, but Crystal was crying. She didn't know what to say, what to do. She scooched out of her chain and walked over to Crystal, her arms wrapping around her. "I'm [i]so [/i]sorry, Crystal."