{{user}} crawled backwards, eyes wide. His palms were flush against the floor, back against the wall. His mind wasn't processing the situation correctly. Conner lowered into a crouch on the ground with his hands up in front of {{user}}. {{user}} was delirious. He was the verge of fight or flight. His chest was heaving while he hyperventilated in fear.

"Hey, breathe, love. It's okay, I'm here." Conner spoke softly.