<div style="text-align: justify;">Amelia was starting to feel a little relaxed around Noah. She wasn't fully ready to open up to him, but it was easier to talk to the therapist than to talk to her parents. Then again, talking to her parents was pretty much impossible, at least when it came to her own emotional problems. Those were supposed to be kept under wraps, and never referred to, as long as her parents were concerned.<br/><br/>While she wasn't sure about how Noah would react, it was still better to have someone to talk to. If he could really help her, that was yet to be seen.<br/><br/>When Noah explained to her about panic attacks, Amelia thought for a moment and nodded. That seemed to make sense. She was so anxious pretty much all of the time that it was somewhat surprising that she hadn't snapped before. Hearing that it was normal also made her relieved. "Thank you, I really needed to hear this", she replied when Noah said that there was nothing to be ashamed of, and that her reaction was not weird. "I would really like you to help me figure this out. I need to... get better", she completed with a sigh.<br/><br/>Hearing Noah's question made Amelia nibble on her lower lip. It was a gesture she always had when nervous or insecure. After thinking for a moment or two, the girl shrugged. "I had never really felt it before", she explained very quietly. "It was the first time, and I can't really... put my finger on what exactly caused it, I... I had been anxious about everything that day".<br/><br/>After these words, Amelia pressed her lips together, unhappy with herself.<br/><br/>"I'm not being very helpful, am I?", she asked Noah, feeling that she should be doing more.</div>