Breathe. Like they are back in Bull's room and he's floating, drifting, doing nothing but what he's told.

He scrabbles for that place in the back of his mind but all he finds is more blood, more pain, and more uncertainty. But Bull's hand is solid on his back and that more than anything else helps him take the first slow, shuddering breath.

How safe can he be when he doesn't know if this is real?