"I said they limited my powers," says Barry, gazed dropping curiously to Snart's rarely bared arms. There are scars, a few burns - Barry's CSI trained brain can only see signs of abuse, and his lips thin. Snart's father really was a bastard, and though he's sorry Snart had to be the one to kill him, he's glad he's gone. "They didn't outright take them until I threw a lightning bolt into the lead researcher's heart. Who was fine," he adds, in a voice that very much sounds like fuck him.

"I can't be as fast for as long as I'd like, but don't get excited." In an instant, Barry is on Snart's other side. "I'm still fast."