[Lakeside Sit]

"It just... it just hits me every once and I while. I never got to say goodbye to any of my family," Geneva says, her voice cracking slightly. "It was so sudden and- the smoke and the smell of b-burning and the screams-"

Her heart is pounding. The tingling in her hands. She gasps for air like she's breathing through a straw.

No.

Nonono it's been so long since the last panic attack.

She thought she had this stupid thing beat.

Geneva curls forward, hugging her legs, gasping like a fish like an idiot in front of her friend.

Why did she have to lose it all of a sudden?

It's all she can do to stomp down on her psionics while her emotions become a roiling cauldron. She can't start manifesting right now. She can't.

She won't.

Not while her heart is trying to climb up her throat and slap her senseless.

She tries telling Sekhmet that it's just a stupid panic attack, that everything will be okay, but she only manages to make a wheezy keening noise.