Poor Sky. He looks at her hands and remembers when his own would shake like that while tying. The memory feels haunting and terrible.

"You got it. Looks great." He smiles encouragingly at her, rubs her thigh gently.

"Maybe it won't be helpful for you, but I find it meditative, to tie and untie over and over. It gives me something to focus on, to keep my mind from completely leaving my body or going down a spiral. But if it's too much right now, we can try again later."