"Amelia, the field is in place, nothing can hurt you." But she's not listening, and Steve doesn't want to argue with her when she's like this. Whether it's a panic attack or not, he walks right over and pulls her arms down.
"Breathe in." He waits until she does. "Out." Wait. "In." wait. "Out." When it doesn't seem to alleviate her panic, Steve gives a decisive nod.
"Okay, gather up your things. Bundle up. I'm going to take you somewhere safe. You trust me, right?"
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Date: 2015-12-26 12:42 am (UTC)"Breathe in." He waits until she does. "Out." Wait. "In." wait. "Out." When it doesn't seem to alleviate her panic, Steve gives a decisive nod.
"Okay, gather up your things. Bundle up. I'm going to take you somewhere safe. You trust me, right?"