[ Reverb gives an ironic, fancy little bow, never taking his eyes off her. Or at least, he probably doesn't - it's impossible to tell with those goggles on, glowing an eerie blue in the low light. ]

Reverb. I don't think we're really on first name terms yet, are we, Dr. Snow?

[ He places a slight emphasis on the doctor, glancing over at Killer Frost with a hint more smugness in his face. It's anyone's guess whether he does it just as a dig at her (and the fact that, yes, he knows about her failed medical ambitions) or to demonstrate that he knows a lot more about Caitlin than she does about him. ]

Left him back at the lab, did you? Smart. He's not cut out for fighting, that one. At least not yet. Then again... [ He pauses, draws out the silence, making her wait, looking her up and down and then sighing and shaking his head, theatrically unimpressed. ] ...neither are you.