"...thank you for wanting to help." Dick replied, glancing up from his screen to give him a slight nod before going straight back to it. He made a vague noise of acknowledgement when Barry spoke again, barely hearing the disappointed statement that followed; he was on a roll now, he'd set his plan in motion and he was fairly certain he'd cracked it with time to spare, he was just a few keystrokes from finishing it and everything would be okay...he hoped.

Finishing up with a little flourish, he pushed himself back from the desk.

"That should be it, the gas should be stopped, does it look like it's stopped?" he leaned over quickly to look at the surveillance footage Barry already had up, desperately searching for a sign he had been successful.