His arms fell from where they'd been around her as she pulled back. His mouth twisted downwards, though he had to assume the reaction was because of what Lucas had done. Not because of anything else. He stared at her in confusion until realizing what it was - panic attack.
A hand went to her shoulder again. "Breathe. It helps." There was a tight smile, bitter from what was unspoken again. "And you can't go upstairs like this. Mainly because Lucas can't find out about who I am."