This place is beautiful to look at, Caitlin will give it that. The thing is, she's starting to worry that being here, as nice a break from everything happening in Central City as it is, means that she's not home to contribute the way she should be. Iris is going to die if they don't figure something out soon and the longer she's here, the more guilty she feels that she isn't home helping the team come up with a solid plan to prevent it. Then, of course, there's the whole inviting Julian to Team Flash and then not being there to follow up the way she ought to in order to make sure that everything goes smoothly — if it ends badly, that's on her, after all.

So all of the things that are being offered up to keep their minds off the oncoming storm are thoughtful, but they're helping Caitlin pull her focus away from her own sense of guilt more than the storm. However bad that storm is going to be, she's been through a lot of things that could prepare her for the worst. She's not worried about the storm.

The problem is that she can't even do most of those things because she's single — single feels less depressing than being widowed, even though she absolutely is — so when she sees a familiar face, a wave of relief rushes over her. This doesn't have to be romantic, right? They can pretend.

Caitlin makes her way over and clears her throat, tucking her hair behind one hear and she offers him a smile when he looks over at her. "Dr. Palmer? Hi, I didn't realize you were here, too. It's good to see you again," she greets warmly.