"It's a little weird. I'm too dumb to be this imaginative." Or that was what Mick always said because it was easier to dismiss everything like that. Hell, he was pretty sure that's exactly what his teammates would say if he told them about this. Mick still didn't look at him, he couldn't look at him. Even when he felt something.

Snart was dead. He was gone and this was just him losing his mind. "I'm fucking cracked."