It happened during training. Ripley was holding your waist, guiding you while you wore the blacked out gas mask. You got frantic and tried to get away from him. I noticed and pulled him away from you before taking off the mask for you. I tried to get a hold of you but you were still crawling away, panicked. So I got beside you and laid on my back, holding my hands up. See? Not touching you. Breathe. You're okay. You're not alone. You calmed down and I smiled gently at you. You're not alone.