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"Max, focus on me" Eleven said softly. Max turned her head to the sound of the other girl's voice and did her best to focus through the panic. "You're safe now"
"Don't feel safe" Max shook her head, her breathing coming out labored. Eleven frowned.
"I understand" she said softly. Lord knows she wasn't exactly a stranger to PTSD herself. "But you are safe"
Max leaned forward, searching aimlessly for arms to sink into. Eleven wrapped her in a tight hug, holding the ginger's head to her chest so she could hear her heartbeat.
"Just focus on my heartbeat" Eleven instructed gently. Max did as she was told and, soon enough, she began to calm down.
For all that Vecna had taken from her, she was glad that Eleven hadn't been a part of that.