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Barry had answers prepared for Kara, answers for what he could imagine her responses could be. He'd never expect her to put any of them, the team, him, even the very planet they were on, ahead of her quest for answers and direction. But Barry knew who she was going after, even without Oracle whispering in his ear, and that was someone even Supergirl could use back up for.

He never had the opportunity to give those answers, even if she were to listen, she was gone by the time he had fully recovered from the assault on himself and the tower. Barry was sluggish as he stood, not yet entirely sure that the Tower had been defended, keeping most of his mind on the business of keeping the Titan's own tower from turning into a Titan-hungry murder machine. He resolved to use as little energy as possible actually running his body, the rest, he used to compile what news and reports were trickling in across the city, then directing those to the many screens across the tower. Soon all the Titans would have a streamline view of Reports, police radio signals and the like, all those that had not been knocked out by the attack.

Once this was done, and he was triple sure that the virus had been purged from the tower, he punched in the elevator button. He hesitated for a few moments, his jaw set as he resisted the urge to run after Kara. She didn't need his help, most likely, but they'd long approached matters as a team, and he did not like leaving matters in the tone they had. He dismissed the thought, he could hardly beseech her with the values of the team then ignore it himself.

[i]"On my way back up to you. Check the nearest TVs, I've switched them to giving us as strategic view of the city as possible"[/i] Barry's mind pulsed through the Tower's communication system, as he rode the elevator back up, stepping out onto a rooftop that was radically more serious than the one he had left.