[Thankfully (???) this isn't the first panic attack Greg's worked himself down from. This week. It takes a moment before Wash's words can penetrate the walls trying to go up around his head, but they break a small hole for him to grasp back on to reality, just enough to remind him where he is.
Leaning heavily against the wall, Greg makes himself breathe. He has to keep it together, for... oh. Well, he has to keep it together. He'll... he'll figure out a reason later.
Shaking, he puts his head in his hands, and breathes, and does his best to think of nothing else but the action. Anything extra just spirals out of control with everything he hasn't got here.]
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Leaning heavily against the wall, Greg makes himself breathe. He has to keep it together, for... oh. Well, he has to keep it together. He'll... he'll figure out a reason later.
Shaking, he puts his head in his hands, and breathes, and does his best to think of nothing else but the action. Anything extra just spirals out of control with everything he hasn't got here.]