Barry lets out a sound that makes it feel as if Derek's heart is cracking right down the middle. He's there to catch him when he sags, growling quietly at Barry's words. It's one of the many, many things that he was worried about, and Barry was already skinny enough. It's obvious that he's lost weight since he's been in here, but Derek can fix that.

"It's okay, I've got you," Derek says again, bending his knees and sliding his other arm under Barry's knees to lift him up into a bridal carry. He carries him out of the cell, nuzzling slightly at Barry's temple. The place is still in chaos, but Derek just focuses on getting Barry out into the cool night air. "Do you think you need to go to the hospital? Or can I take you to my place and get you cleaned up and fed?"

He looks down at Barry and tries to keep his tone as light as he can, even though looking at him hurts. He feels like he's failed somehow, like he should have been able to prevent this.

There's a crinkle in his back pocket and he blinks once he remembers what it is, adjusting his grip on Barry so he can hold him with one arm while he reaches back to grab the protein bars. There are two, both with the highest calorie content that he could find. He rips one open with his teeth and holds it out to Barry. "I thought you might need these when I found you."