Heron Lake Plateau So there's this puzzle I work on endlessly

Almost as soon as she got him to the ground, he let out a whoosh of air, and started breathing again, so she pulled herself off him, and lay down beside him while he regained his breath, just in case it happened again. She watched him warily out of the corner of her eye, so he could regain his composure and calm down. Something she'd said had definitely triggered something- and she didn't know enough about ailments or medicines to really guess what had just happened; she'd never exactly seen someone lose their cool like that before. 

After a few moments had passed, and his breathing slowed and returned mostly to normal, she looked him over, and gave him a gentle nudge. "You OK?" She asked tentatively, hoping he wouldn't just go into another shitfit again.