Caits said
Connor gently placed his hands on her shoulders, and spoke quietly, trying to be reassuring, but simply just wanting her to focus on his voice "look at me. Try and take a deep breath. Focus on that." He took one of her hands on his, "focus on the touch of my hand, my voice, the sounds around us. It's going to be okay. Whatever's wrong, we will deal with it. Breath in and out slowly. Just focus on that for a time" he worried that she would continue to panic, and just make this panic attack worse, if that's what it was.
Kijani nodded, just feeling Connor's warmth, and his soft voice, his gentle spirit. The knot in her chest started to loosen, and eventually she leaned into him, inhaling slowly. He smelled good. He always did. Not really any specific cologne, but... just eau de Connor Stark. What had she done to deserve someone like this in her life?
Nothing...
"Thank you, Connor." She tried a smile on for size, feeling her lips wobble a bit. "You know what? I think I need to distract myself... I'm gonna enter the talent show. Sue isn't the only one who can dance her ass off."
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Devika picked her head up at the sound of her name, and smiled a bit. "Hey, Nick." She turned her head, revealing that she'd set the flowery gift he'd sent her into her hair. "...It looks like you've surprised us all. How do you feel?"