There was a soft smile on the raven-haired woman's lips, her voice soothing and calming. She kept her hands on his cheeks, caressing them gently.
"It's going to be okay, Xue."
Somewhere within his clouded mind, an unobstructed thought passed through him.
Cecil Lan.
The familiar fragrance of herbs and flowers slowly registered in his mind, and the vile thoughts started to disperse bit by bit. Albeit, they still remained there but it wasn't as loud anymore.
Xue realised that his breathing was a little too fast, and he had been struggling to catch his breath.
"..."
"...Cecil."
She saw the recognition within Xue's grey eyes, and she sighed in relief.
Xue looked at his surroundings, puzzled, finding himself out of breath. "We...are...outside?"
Cecil had pulled them into the alleyway beside the restaurant, since the streets would be too crowded as well.
"Yeah, I brought you out here," Cecil nodded. "You were starting to hyperventilate."