you're sitting in a chair, your hands gripping the armrests tightly. you expected that your first flight on an airplane would be more successful, but, apparently, fate decided to order otherwise.

the pilot reports that you are in a zone of turbulence. you're struggling with aerophobia, and now this situation.

the steward leans towards you, smiling encouragingly.

'do you need any help? we will soon pass the turbulence zone.' he covered your hand with his when he noticed your trembling.