jonathan crane [crooked boy] (mymask) wrote in utr_logs,
As Johnathan had seen Merope when he came down the stairs, she was in such utter terror. It delighted him, but at the same time he felt a little bad about doing it. Still trying to battle with that feeling inside, he shook his head a bit while he held onto her, seeing her slamming her back and her head against the wall. He had waited, wanting to watch but he couldn't continue seeing that and thus, would reach behind her with his hand and grasp hold the back of her head, gently saying her name. "Merope, Merope this is Johnathan again. You need to calm down."
Johnathan's gaze caught sight of the mask, glancing at it and seeing she had indeed triggered this through it. He'd left the right dosage in the container connected to the mask for her to be able to be stricken with fear but not die. Looking back to her eyes, Johnathan tried again to reason with her. "Merope, listen to me this is Johnathan Crane, I'm not your father." He tried to speak again to her, reaching over to cover her eyes as his hand would stroke the back of her neck every so gently. "Its okay, Merope. Just relax and try to focus on my voice." He spoke in soft, dull tone trying to reach her through the madness.
His hand kept stroking that spot on the back of her neck, wanting to feel safer and less attacked. Though he was mostly doing this so she would trust him and not believe he inflicted the fear upon her. At least, he told himself that much. Something inside him was making him do this for more than that, which he lied to himself about.
Dr. Crane noticed the dizziness now, she may have given herself a concussion. The hand over her eyes' thumb would stroke a part of her cheek gently as he spoke again. "Merope, focus on me and push the thoughts of your father from your mind. Focus on Johnathan Crane, your therapist. This is Johnathan, don't be afraid.