Aya barely registered whatever Kianna said, although in the back of her mind was the thought that she'd have to make sure the other girl was warmed up after this. There was no breath from Destin's mouth. She tilted his head to the side and then began to gently push on his chest, counting as she went. She felt a calm come over her as she followed the motions she knew so well from practice. Getting air into his lungs would be difficult.