Broken Antler Fen You lie awake

Aduin had a face of sympathy. His eyes held recognition as she spoke of nightmares. He knew of those all too well. And who didn't have nightmares. But the panic attacks, that is what drew most of it out. The last time he had one of those..well, it felt so long ago. He knew it was in a small body of water, but the rest was hazy to him.

He shuddered as he remembered the cause of it. His ears flattened out against his skull. He didn't want to remember. "I know how that feels...all of those things. Believe it or not, I used to have panic attacks weekly." Used to. Right after that fire, he had them almost daily for the first couple weeks. Then that slowly became weekly. Now, he rarely had them. And he hoped to keep it that way. But recalling them, all he wanted to do was help her be rid of them.