"Oh! Be careful!" she cries in a snotty, gasping voice, and grabs at his arm as he struggles onto all fours. "D-don't – you'll hurt yourself!" Her breath whoops unevenly in and shudders out again involuntarily; embarrassingly caught in her sobbing fit and unable to quell it completely. "Oh god I'm a wreck...Jesus...I'm sorry..." she says through a veil of tears, in wobbling fluctuations of breath, shoulders hitching and chest catching and hurting. It is as though the floodgates have been opened, and she can do nothing but ride out the barrage.