[She is so overwhelmed that she does, indeed, feel out of control. She hates herself like this and resumes trying to pull herself back from the edge. Her eyes are open now. D'Artagnan tells her he isn't angry with her, but then something happens. His movements seem uncontrolled and he is having difficulty speaking. Alarmed, Constance isn't sure if she should release his hand or not. She decides to only let go if he really seems to need her to do so. She jumps when he smashes the wall with a fist.]

Calm. I'll... I'll be calm. D'Artagnan, what's happening? How can I help? Oh, God, think, think, think...

[She doesn't waste time wiping at her face or wondering if anyone is watching them. She is scared and needs to act, now.]

Down. D'Artagnan, please, just... si-sit down... I'll sit with you...

[Constance starts to crouch down, hoping he will, too. She thinks he might be having a fit and is concerned he might hurt himself.]