Jason had half dozed off while waiting, but his ears pricked at the sound of Barry's voice, no matter how low it was. Werewolf hearing was awesome like that.

He brings Barry's hand up to his lips, pressing another kiss there before standing. "Right here," he says, moving into Barry's line of sight. Easier than making him move. "Don't move too much. You're still on a couple of drips. Blood and saline." Still working to get his blood levels back up. Still, with his heart stabilized, they actually can concentrate on that. "From my understanding, you ran into a master vampire who decided he wanted to see how metahuman tastes."

He turns away, finding a button to call for somebody to get some ice chips for Barry. It would be better for him than straight up water at the moment.