Tim was gripping hard at a throw pillow on the couch, trying to make himself calm down. He wasn't answering Sophia just yet. Instead, he tried focusing on different things in his apartment. He needed to get a handle on himself. He stood up, still hugging the pillow against his chest as he walked circles around the decently sized apartment. Once he got to the kitchen, he reached up into one of the cupboards above the sink, pulling out an orange bottle of pills. He took two of them, put the bottle back, and leaned against the counter. He breathed in, then out through his mouth, his breath uneasy and shaky. 

"Give me a moment..." he said, running a hand through his hair again, gripping a bit.

"Hey, are you...like, are you okay?" Sophia asked, walking up next to him.

"Just...in a minute, yes, I'll be okay."

Slowly, everything started coming back into focus. Everything wasn't so out of place. He was beginning to relax as much as someone in his position could. His breathing slowed, his heart started breathing normally.