He snorted, almost laughed. Mysterious arsonist, huh? If it wasn't for the mysterious part he'd wonder if Mick was here.

Forests and mountains were secluded, had good places to hide. At least he could have built a decent fire if they were there. Instead, all he had were the clothes on his back and his now-tainted blanket from Barry.

Glancing sidelong, he looked interested. Maybe even tempted by something. He wasn't entirely sure what to make of the look on Barry's face.

"You asking to?" He'd been without it plenty with the Legends.