Barry can't help a gasp, leaning back against the headboard as Derek pulls the pain from his body, draining it as neatly as an opened tap. "Does that hurt you?" he asks, even sleepier now that he doesn't have the pain to distract him, but Barry turns his head to stare earnestly at Derek.

"If it does, you don't have to. I promise I can take it. I just look like you could snap me in two."