[ Okay. Out of sight, out of...danger, mostly. Riley takes a few deep, fierce breaths as she sinks to the chair. Her arms are covered in goosebumps and she can't breathe quite right, but this is...familiar, at least.
This isn't going to just go away. But Cairo's not here to hold her hand, or glare away the problem, or anything.
And that... That gets her thinking. She has a hard time focusing on just one place, one thing, but she tries to fix her gaze on Ariel. ]
Why are y-you b-b-being so nice to me? [ Between breaths, it's more a muttered question than anything else. Riley hates hearing herself stutter. It has the effect of turning her enunciation to mush. ]
cw: panic attacks
This isn't going to just go away. But Cairo's not here to hold her hand, or glare away the problem, or anything.
And that... That gets her thinking. She has a hard time focusing on just one place, one thing, but she tries to fix her gaze on Ariel. ]
Why are y-you b-b-being so nice to me? [ Between breaths, it's more a muttered question than anything else. Riley hates hearing herself stutter. It has the effect of turning her enunciation to mush. ]