[Sam260]

Silas coughed and shook his head. His breathing was slowly coming back down to normal, he matched his breathing to Sidney's voice and after what felt like an hour - but was really only five minutes - Silas lifted his head up, his eyes were still red, his face was a pale color "Christ..." he breathed, dropping his head backward against the cabinets "I cannot keep having panic attacks... Not in this condition."

Silas reached over his head to the dish towel and pulled it down to dry his hair and face "I'm okay now... I promise... I just... I need a minute - could you please get Calla some food?" Silas asked quietly, blinking a few times to try and erase the tears that still seemed to want to spill from his eyes -- if he had one complaint about pregnancy so far, it would be the lack of control over his emotions, where he used to have a pretty tight handle on them.