Barry smiles. A compliment and an insult in the same breath - he hasn't missed foiling Snart's heists in Central City, but Barry has missed Snart. "Who knows what I'd be," he murmurs. Without a father to exonerate, he'd never have become a CSI. He would never have lived with Joe and Iris. Perhaps Eobard would have found a way to make the Flash regardless, but his life would be so different. Better? Probably. But also missing some of the things that had made it bearable.

"I guess that's all moot now anyway," he says. "You'd think things would be simpler here - it sounded so simple on paper - have sex, save the universe. But there are still villains. There are just as many things trying to fuck with us, to kill us, here as at home."