[ it's a lot easier to talk about snart's non-existent passion for baking than it is to speak of iris west. she's one of his favourite people, one of his favourite topics, but he finds he doesn't quite hold all the answers he should in his hands. being the team captain means he should know all the plays and all the players, and yet, he doesn't know where she stands. and it all comes down to what he knows he's in the middle of doing, even if he's determined to crawl back up that rabbit hole and stop himself. ]

[ after finishing the brownie, he rubs his hand over his face. ] Yeah. She's busy changing the world, one article at a time. [ any tension he may feel disappears, as his voice grows warm. he looks to snart, ] It's kind of sad you're not there. She could really do with a few reasons to practice her pun game. "Captain Cold, melting hearts like ice caps" or something a little more ... you know ... better.