Rip had been about to leave when Barry froze and then darted away from the room. He was frozen for a moment himself, staring after Barry in utter confusion, blinking against the shock of what in the world had just happened. "Mr. Allen?" Rip questioned, the concern that had been missing before suddenly present. Not that he could do much about it. Glancing vaguely at Snart, Rip raised a hand to gesture after Barry in a vague 'What now?' manner.
Rip didn't have a clue how to react, but maybe he would.
"Should I still go, or is this... something I need to fix?"