"Yeah, it's hot," Barry says, shaking his head as Yamato goes in for another try.

Barry digs himself out another of the juice bottles, leaning back against a desk as he opens it.

"I'm okay. I have felt it, trying to take hold, but my system has fought it back pretty well." More when he gets really run down.

"It's good though. Last time Milliways had an illness going around I did catch it, and it was awful."

Sneezing buckets of glitter was no fun at all.

"What about you? Doing okay?"