The biggest problem with being a speedster is that all that energy needs an outlet, and there isn't anyone but him in this corner of the multiverse. Which means going for runs at least every few days. But speeding is...conspicuous if not done with care, so he tends to hightail to one of the cities for a good challenge across the rooftops and up and down some of the buildings. He didn't really mind, especially since running around Central at least made him feel like he had a connection to home.

Except that Central was a lot less cheerful, not to mention in the wrong state.

Still, he put on the suit and went out for a bit of a workout. Stopped to help direct traffic at an accident until the cops showed, foiled a guy trying to make a cash withdrawal at the local bodega at gunpoint, the usual minor stuff Kid Flash was known for, and then he was zipping away again. He was just dropping on one of his favorite rooftops for a pit stop when he got the sense he wasn't alone.

"Hey, is this spot taken?"