[Crichton staggers sideways and is caught in Scorpius' grasp. Already his vision is blurring, and the long hallway feels like it's sliding off kilter under him. Panic is tightening his chest and shortening his breaths. Scorpius words, however soothingly they are spoken, do not help this.]
A seizure?!
[Breathe he says?! Relax?! How the hell is he supposed to stay calm when he's been drugged into having a potentially life threatening lapse of brain function?!]
Are you insane?!
[He can feel it starting: pain in his head, and numbness tingling up his right side. He feels dizzy and suddenly the lights in the hall are too bright for him to take. Reluctantly he closes his eyes, but it only makes the dizziness worse. He's helpless, effectively blinded and now reliant on Scorpius' support to keep him standing.
He's also painfully aware that Scorpius is right, if he doesn't get his breathing under control he will hyperventilate himself into unconsciousness, assuming the seizure doesn't knock him out first.]
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A seizure?!
[Breathe he says?! Relax?! How the hell is he supposed to stay calm when he's been drugged into having a potentially life threatening lapse of brain function?!]
Are you insane?!
[He can feel it starting: pain in his head, and numbness tingling up his right side. He feels dizzy and suddenly the lights in the hall are too bright for him to take. Reluctantly he closes his eyes, but it only makes the dizziness worse. He's helpless, effectively blinded and now reliant on Scorpius' support to keep him standing.
He's also painfully aware that Scorpius is right, if he doesn't get his breathing under control he will hyperventilate himself into unconsciousness, assuming the seizure doesn't knock him out first.]