Barry was oblivious to the words just said, Barry had his fangs right on his neck, when he bit in and found nothing there. "Damn it. Tricked by a ghost" He sighed, before snapping right back into the right frame of mind. "Oh, my god. I'm so sorry Damien!! I didn't mean to!!" Barry had been blood deprived for so long. He began considering the final option, drink Bonnie's blood, sure it would be mildly toxic to him, making him feel nauseous, but as long as he didn't drink too much, that'd be all, and his thirst would be satisfied.