Assignment Great Britian

[Tessa]

Kei peaked through her fingers once she felt the hand on her shoulder, trying hard to focus on De and not the mental image of AJ’s hand. Focusing all her energy on taking one very deep breath, she dropped her hands to her lap.
“Sounds. Great.” She managed to squeeze out, “Ya’ll,” She paused, struggling through another set of shallow breaths, “Be the one gettin’ naked though.” Managing a shadow of her usual vibrant smile as she hoisted herself to her feet. The attack not fully gone, but she could feel her breathing getting easier.

“Need t’get outta here though.” Glancing over her shoulder briefly at Chandi, careful not to focus on AJ she gave the smaller girl a word of advice; “Bandage her up quick, please. This wahine can’t handle blood. At all.” Kei grabbed De by the arm and attempted to pull him up to his feet, but the panic attack had worn her out more than she expected, and she wasn’t even able to make him budge.
“Let’s go.” She said to him, heading for the door as quickly as possible. Kei needed the fresh air, and the thought of drinks was getting increasingly more inviting.

Her breathing was still ragged like she’d just run 10 miles uphill, but at least she had it under control enough to talk and move. That was an improvement; it meant that the attack wasn’t initially as bad as she had thought it was. It was made worse by the fact that none of her team knew to look for certain indicators, and nobody really knew how to handle it. Kei would have to remember to thank De for inadvertently helping her rejoin the world of the non-phobic. Turning at the door she gave the larger Australian an exasperated look, “Ya comin’? Or do ya expect me t’find my own company?”