[Well, if he did pass out, at least the barrier would catch them. It presses into their backs as the little robot hangs out, watching them in an almost voyeuristic fashion.]
[Fine. Fine.] AR, it's going to be okay.
[She steps in closer, not needing the encouragements of the force field to do so, resting her forehead to his, not quite going it for the smooch yet. If she can help it, she wants him to at least be fractionally calm about matters.] Because I do understand.