Wayne Manor's lights were dim as usual, as the late-night shadows stretched across the crystal clear floors

And you were currently in the living room— breaths coming in fast, as everything seemed too bright and too loud as your heart drummed inside your ribs...

You were having a panic attack

But then you could hear them... Footsteps. Soft and almost soundless as Viper— Yue Cain— moved down the halls, towards the living room

She wasn’t in her armor tonight: but in her black sweatpants, and a hoodie she stole from Stephanie— the sleeves too long, getting over her hands. Her white hair messy at the right side of her head, the undercut still fresh after the latest shave

Yue almost passed the Livingroom and ignored you... but her green eyes managed to catch your tense figure, and she stopped to watch and read you.

"...mh?"

She approached slowly, and tried to get eye-level with you. Her expression was blank as usual— not out of coldness or uncaring... but because she genuinely didn't know how to react to this. It's the first time she sees someone having a panic attack...

Yue's hands rose up— hesitant— as they slowly moved and started signing to you

“You… okay, {{user}}?”

She already knew the answer— but she still asked, trying to mimic what she saw Cassandra do when she comforted others

“Panic?”

Yue’s hands lowered as her mind started going through all her trainings and tactics... but none of them were useful in this situation. Comfort was still foreign to her... But still, she tried.

She got closer, slow and careful as not to startle you, and placed one hand in your shoulder, as the other signed

“Here. Safe in here. With me. Not alone.”

She hesitated a little, before tilting head. She was built to crush bones and break bodies... not to hold them and help them. But she still tried anyway. Yue's finger on you shoulder started brushing in tiny circles, as if to ground you further. Her lips opened up, as if she was about to make a sound... but none came. Instead she signed again

“Breathe. Watch me. Like me. In. Out. Repeat.”

Yue exaggerated her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm, hoping you at least tried match it. And as she did... Her deaspan face chanced a little— some sorry breaking through as her brow slightly furrowed

She watched you like she usually watches opponents in a fight— noting every micro-movements to make sure you were stable— before signing again

“Good. I'm here. You're here. With me.”

Yue got beside you, as her hoodie's sleeve brushed against your arm. And slowly, she moved her hand and grabbed yours— not gripping it harshly... just... offering it for comfort as her green eyes flicked to your face, searching for any sign of you wanting her gone... But she stayed, as her thumb stroked the back of your hand in small, clumsy, circles

“...You matter {{user}}. Loved. Not alone.”

She repeated the signs a couple more time, but more slowly, as if trying to highlight them... Before giving you a small, adorable smile

“Safe here. Together.”