Lachlan immediately reached out for Iain, folding himself into his older brother's arms. He was shaking and he had clearly been crying for a long time. "Panic attack," he breathed out. With Iain there it was easier to remember the techniques he had been taught to calm himself down. He held his breath and counted and breathed out until eventually he was able to calm himself down, at least a little.
"Thought I saw Daniel," he finally was able to say. "Fuck. I thought it was Daniel."