Piper Indigo Lantern, storyPiper studied them for a moment, eyes falling on Barry for a moment, taking in his glare with a small sigh, putting the flute that he had gotten from the storage where they kept personal effects on the table. Thankfully this was not Iron Heights were he would not have even been allowed that. He did not expect for the other to trust him to go back to his cell, even though it was his music that finally turned away the black lanterns that had invaded the prison. Even seeing him in the orange jumpsuit, quietly watching as the prisoners that had only moments before been trying to escape listened to the small mental 'nudge' that took them either back to their cells, or in the case of those many who had been injured to the ambulances that were only just starting to arrive.More Like This
He stopped about halfway through, pausing at the sight of the clothing that the weird lantern with the staff had been wearing. He had heard the story enough times to know that this could only mean that their owner had died.