Yamato glowers at Barry. Or glowers at Barry as much as he can without moving his head, at least. "I definitely hated both of those, Sailor Speedy."

He frowns a little more at the idea of getting stitches, and a little more than that when he hears he has a concussion.

"Guess I owe Cisco five-hundred yen," he mutters to himself. To Caitlin: "I -- guess that's fine. Worse things than a scan. How long will I need to recover?"