"Caden, you've got to focus." Wyn murmurs, squeezing Caden's hand reassuringly. When he doesn't react, still staring blankly forward as if she hadn't said anything at all, she sighs irritably-- and slaps him squarely in the face as hard as she can with her free hand.

"Caden. Panic later, focus now." Wyn isn't good with people freaking out even at the best of times. This is not the best of times.