Good. Two, three. Breathe out, nice and slow. You're okay, just stay with me and I'll get you through this. Breathe in again, one...two...

[It's almost a hypnotic rhythm, gentle but firm, focused just on keeping her air flow. He'll start to talk a little more once she starts to follow, but still keeps count. Still keeps her anchored.]

I used to do this in the park, when it warmed up enough. Or near the beach, where I could hear the waves.

Two, three...out...