And yeah, flashing cameras, a dull wave of sound in the form of voices and questions, chatter and the clicking of pens, recorders, phones- a million little technical things that hit him and leave him tense and hyperaware but unable to do a goddamn thing about it. He needs to step up to the table, take a seat, and smile. Smile and wave and take a sip of the water they'd poured out for him to steady himself.

Fine, he's gonna be fine, they're gonna be fine, Delta's at his left, he's gonna be fine.