[The alarm bells in Tatsumi's mind start going off like crazy, the way they always do before Mayoi has an attack, but the timing absolutely couldn't be worse. As he bursts into the bedroom, he notes that Mayoi is already doubled over, his hair hanging limply around his head. Ignoring his own problems--no, cursing them silently for making his senses so dulled that he couldn't head this off--he takes a deep breath and heads to Mayoi's side. Crouching on the floor beside the bed, he looks for Mayoi's hands, to fold them into his own.]

Mayoi-san... Let's take a deep breath together. Slowly, in through your nose... One... two... three... And then out through your mouth...

[He consciously tries to ease his ears back from being flat and irritated before Mayoi sees. They're not his fault, after all.]