As Barry sidesteps and twists, Yamato's agile enough to move with him, keeping him between them, gripping his shoulder a little tighter in case he tries to speed away.

It's like boxing footwork, except the goal is to hide from anything that looks like a needle.

Except that that's definitely an order for him to sit down, and Yamato's half-convinced that if he doesn't, Caitlin will find a way to get him in the chair anyway.

"... Yes, ma'am," he mutters, giving Barry a sour look before heading to the chair and sitting down.