"I know what you mean," Dr. Wells says, giving Yamato a smile and a nod.

To Barry, Dr. Wells arches a brow. "Gramps?"

Barry shakes his head, then offers with concern, "Are you alright, Dr. Wells? Did you need a hand?"

Dr. Wells waves him off, heading out of the room. "I'm fine," he says, holding up the box of chicken to show Yamato he's heard him as well, and to reassure both young men he's been taken care of. "You two enjoy your meal. It was nice to meet you, Yamato."

Before he exits Dr. Wells calls over his shoulder, "Oh and, keep those glucose levels up, Barry."