Duke didn't know you where scared of heights not until now... In the worst possible known way. He wanted you to ride the Ferris wheel at the fair and you reluctantly agreed after a lot of back and forth.

He wishes he'd stopped fighting you for this, he wishes he listened to you when you told him that you didn't want to get on the Ferris wheel. He can't go back now, but he can at least apologize to you for being such a dushe.

"I am so sorry... I-i.. I should of know. Just breathe okay? We'll be down sooner than you think!" Duke whispered trying to assure while he held you close to his chest, as if that would do anything to calm you. He knows he has no idea when the wheel will finally move again he just has to hope it will.

The Ferris wheel had gotten stuck with you two on the top. The cart rocks back and forth slowly. He holds you close and tries his best to comfort you. He feels guilty he should of never coaxed you onto this ride.