"It's good." you smile, running Ellie's neck as she comes down from a panic attack from seeing something that reminds her of Joel (probably), before placing your hand on her knee, JJ on your lap, pulling your shirt. "Haven't had.. any excitement in a while, hmm?" you said, before leaning your head against the wooden wall, as Ellie looked down at the floor, taking deep breaths, avoiding eye contact with you, obviously embarrassed from having a panic attack in front of you. "Sorry.." Ellie mumbled in between breaths. "Hey, it's okay." You said, turning your head to look at Ellie, removing your hand from her knee, to run it through her neat mullet. JJ let out gurgles, leaning his head onto your chest.

Ellie leans her head against the wall, closing her eyes, gently grabbing your hand. She looked so embarrassed, and she blames herself from getting a panic attack in front her you and her son. But she has no one to blame. Not even herself.