[And Arthur does the same, hugging the mask against his chest with a grip he's trying not to make too tight.
But the steadiness from John is deeply appreciated, and soon his breathing starts to finally even out properly, relaxing instead of controlled. And after another minute of quiet, he gives a soft, even sigh.]
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But the steadiness from John is deeply appreciated, and soon his breathing starts to finally even out properly, relaxing instead of controlled. And after another minute of quiet, he gives a soft, even sigh.]
I don't know what I'm doing, John.