She sat down on the floor, leaning against him. She tried to keep her breathing slow and even. His words blurred together a little. She heard some of what he said, but most of it passed by without even an attempt at understanding. Still, the sound of his voice was soothing and distracted her. She couldn't focus on the specific words, but it kept her from obsessing over the seconds ticking by.
"Is it time yet?" she asked quietly, looking up at him.