"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Sam grabbed at her arms, a look of alarm suddenly taking over his features. "What are you doing?!" She was acting like a crazy person. A hysterically crazy person. He didn't blame her, of course, but that was the only way he seemed capable of putting it.
"Come on, Elisabeth," Sam said, trying to keep himself calm. "I need you to just breathe for a minute. Relax."