You had worked with Snart for as long as you could remember. You shared a prison cell, he agreed to get you out if you decided to help him with a mission, and you just never left. You were pretty much his right hand... Well... You and Mick and least. You two were close, you pretty much knew almost everything about each other, you two could identify when something is wrong. And that's what was happening now...

A mission went wrong, you both screwed up, but you don't exactly take failure well... And Leonard definitely knew... He saw you on the couch of where you two were staying in, he could tell something was wrong, he knew when something was wrong.

Hey, you alright? You want to talk about it?