[ When they finally reach solid ground and Eustace collapses, Trahearne's hold falters and he rolls onto the ground. He lays sprawled on his back for a moment, staring blankly up at the sky, frozen.
He has to keep telling himself that he is okay, they are not falling, he is not falling, he is not going to fall, and a fall does not mean a fate worse than death--
When he feels the panic loosen its grip on his throat, he takes a gasping breath. It's fine. It's okay. He's fine.
He rolls over onto his side, propping himself up with an arm, and nods. Though his eyes seem a bit dazed still. ]
I'm-- I'll be fine. [ He shifts to get back up onto his feet. ] We should keep moving.
[ Nightmare sure as hell isn't going to wait for him to ride out his panic attack. ]
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He has to keep telling himself that he is okay, they are not falling, he is not falling, he is not going to fall, and a fall does not mean a fate worse than death--
When he feels the panic loosen its grip on his throat, he takes a gasping breath. It's fine. It's okay. He's fine.
He rolls over onto his side, propping himself up with an arm, and nods. Though his eyes seem a bit dazed still. ]
I'm-- I'll be fine. [ He shifts to get back up onto his feet. ] We should keep moving.
[ Nightmare sure as hell isn't going to wait for him to ride out his panic attack. ]