"You are fine, do not worry."

Soon enough Turo was slowly rubbing a hand along Dojima's back in a way to help him time those slow and deep breaths; easy for him to catch onto, and keep up with. There was no judgement, just a soft warmth there to his voice.

"I can understand why this is a bit much for you, on top of other things in this world." From everything that Dojima had talked about from his own world, much of this would be more along the lines of a childish imagination/video game/cartoon.

"It is okay."