[He can sense, oddly, the adrenaline coursing through her--aside from seeing the physical signs of stress, those are glaringly obvious and he's been able to read them for years, now it seems he can literally feel the cocktail of stress hormones in her blood.
It's so very strange. He pushes the feeling away, concentrating on getting her away from the circle.]
I'm not entirely sure, I'm afraid. It'll be alright, though.
[He thinks.
Working on instinct--and isn't that odd, with something that he just became capable of--he starts tweaking the cortisol and adrenaline in her system, hastening the dissipation of the stress hormones and therefore helping her calm down. He's not even really aware he's doing it.]
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It's so very strange. He pushes the feeling away, concentrating on getting her away from the circle.]
I'm not entirely sure, I'm afraid. It'll be alright, though.
[He thinks.
Working on instinct--and isn't that odd, with something that he just became capable of--he starts tweaking the cortisol and adrenaline in her system, hastening the dissipation of the stress hormones and therefore helping her calm down. He's not even really aware he's doing it.]
I'm Doctor Bashir--Julian, if you'd rather.