Barry wipes at his face, seeing how the snow collects on the tips of his fingers and melts into his glove. His fingers feel slightly cold from it.

For someone who can create electricity whenever he runs, he still finds it strange and fascinating how others can do the same. Snart with snow. Killer Frost with the same skill, except he doubts she'd take the time to humour him as Snart does.

After a moment of watching the snow, Barry looks to Snart. "How's that working out for you? Going as planned?" Barry's always worked within the laws of right and wrong — the kind Dad had taught him when he was younger. Do right by others, and always step in, never be an observer with regrets on not stopping someone from getting hurt or worse. Is that the same as to what Snart's talking about? Barry doesn't know.