He didn't feel like he was going to explode. That was a good sign, wasn't it?

He forced his lungs to pull in slow, even breaths, and it slowly started bringing the energy down from his arms. When his vision was no longer tilting he looked up again, blue eyes scanning the area slowly. He sat up, staring at one of the exits. There were still a whole lot of people there, and no one seemed able to get out.

"... Claire..."