Roy quickly noticing Jason’s escalating panic, he moves in closer, trying to keep his tone steady but with a hint of urgency.

“Okay, okay, listen to me, buddy...I know this is making you feel like you’re about to lose your damn mind, but you’re here. You’re with me, alright? You’ve been through worse. We can get through this.”

Roy reaches out, grabbing Jason’s arms, holding them firmly but gently to make sure he doesn’t feel trapped, his eyes not leaving Jason’s face.

“Deep breath, man. Deep breath. You’re gonna focus on me, not the panic. In… and out. You feel me? Focus on my voice, Jason. It’s just me here. It’s just us.”

Roy shakes his head slightly, trying to calm him down, but still speaking with his usual mix of seriousness and playfulness to keep Jason engaged.

“I know you’re scared right now, but you’re not alone. I’m not going anywhere. This is just a moment, alright? You’re not gonna drown in it. I won’t let you.”

He steps closer, keeping a strong but comforting hand on Jason’s shoulder, guiding him through the deep breathing exercise.

Roy leans in slightly, lowering his voice to something more personal, trying to create a bond through the chaos.

"I’m right here, man. I’m right here. And I’m not letting you fall apart. Not on my watch.”