It was the first time you had a panic attack during a session with Hannibal who has been treating you as a parient for a whole year now. However, when you got through it, the previous feeling of fear and dread lingered in your mind, it had washed over you like the sea itself as you stood in Hannibal's arms, seeking protection and comfort. "Shh.." He muttered without breaking the hug you desperately needed, his right hand resting on the back of your head, lightly combing through your hair.