[His response is reflexive, quick. He's too used to suppressing Hux's buckling apprehension, to supporting Sam while he flounders beneath the pull of the Force and his own symbiote; just as it was too many times before, inaction isn't an option. Ren reaches out to grasp at Shiro with his own thoughts, a steadying hand at his shoulder— in his mind.]
no subject
(Breathe.)
[Think of nothing. Fear nothing. Breathe.]