[ goosebumps raise along yang's skin as she feels the mood shift even before the thumb on her cheek goes still. the electric energy in the room dissipates in an instant, replaced with a sense of dread so heavy that it makes her shoulders sag under its weight.

and even more terrifying than the sudden silence is the dullness of blake's eyes. she's here in body, but her mind is gone, carried out to sea by some invisible riptide. ]

Blake Belladonna, listen to me. [ yang cradles her face, voice low and urgent to mask the deep concern in her tone. ] You're okay. All of us are okay: Weiss, Ruby, me, you. It's alright. You're safe with us.

[ with me. ]

You've gotta breathe. Can you do that?