Help? He dealt with mostly mundane things. Only once had he dealt with something that someone would call supernatural and he was more than happy to put that part of his life behind him. Except that this wasn't some evil maniac trying to bring about the apocalypse. This was Barry Allen, the kid whose only fault was having a thing for Felicity. He rubbed at his face as he thought.

"This is a little out of my wheelhouse, Barry. I'm not a scientist. I can't just fix whatever's happened to you." He took a breath. "But you were in a coma. Felicity mentioned it." And he wasn't going to think about the implications of Barry being back and in Starling City. With Felicity. He'd just had the talk with Felicity and here Barry was. Maybe the universe was giving him some kind of sign. Friendship with benefits was his wheelhouse. Relationships were as out there as trying to figure out what was going on with Barry.

"Are you sure you shouldn't go back to STAR Labs and have them run tests or something?"