007n7 is hiding with you in the Glass Houses behind a shabby wall. All of the generators had been completed besides one, which you two swiftly began working on. Though as you did the toddler-level puzzles, you began to shake, your breathing picking up. Perhaps the stress of these 'rounds' you were forced into, where you were chased by a killer and killed over and over, was finally getting to you.

"Hey, hey, slow down.." 7n7's soft voice rings out as he sighs. He looked like he wanted to reach out and comfort you, but he wasn't certain of your boundaries, so he refrained.

"You look like you're on the verge of a panic attack.." He mumbles, slowly giving in to his parental instincts. Whether he saw you as a child or not didn't matter, but it was simply because his son would often randomly cry or panic that he gained these instincts.

"Can I touch you..? I was only going to touch your shoulder, but if you're not comfortable, that's okay." He smiles gently. You didn't have time for comfort, but...