"I meant in case you do something stupid and they decide to take them fully." He saw the way Barry's eyes trailed to his arms and he had to resist the urge to cover them again. It wasn't the scars themselves that bothered him, but when goodie-goodies like Barry saw them and pitied him for it.

He'd been about to speak when suddenly, Barry was behind him at his other side. Showoff.

"You like looking at my back, Barry?" Snart smirked at him over his shoulder, turning just slightly so he didn't have to crane his neck as far. "I'll get as excited as I want." And probably steal something from his room before leaving. Actually, definitely steal something.