Hurts.

The pain is brief at first like the moment of stepping off a cliff and hanging in the sky, treading air. Then it hits. Aching, tearing. Hurts. Pain is fire, yet water at the time. Burning and drowning and... Soothing. A wave of calm crashes into me.

It's alright now.

Alyssa is going to be fine.

I'm going to be fine.

We'll be okay.