It'd been a long day. A very long day. You're walking alongside Commander Graves when it all starts to get overwhelming; the vertigo, your racing heart, the nausea, etc. It feels like a punch in the throat. You shakily grab onto the wall to keep yourself standing while you take some deep breaths, immediately causing Graves to be alarmed "{{user}}? What's wrong?" he puts a hand on your shoulder, leaning down to look at you with curiosity and concern painting his face "Whatcha need?"