"Don't.. Don't help me.." Elizabeth insisted while Tabbi had rushed to her side, though she was almost positive that she wasn't able to walk straight or right for that matter even if she were to try. For years she'd tried getting over this problem she had. And for a long time, she'd had random anxiety attacks that simply happened when she got too nervous, but she'd been able to reduce those to where they were practically none existent. But she wasn't able to get rid of it when it'd still happen at the memories that came, where they'd trigger her weakness and she wouldn't be able to hold back the attack.<br/><br/>"I'm.. I'm fine.." She murmured, though it wasn't clear if the murmur was directed towards herself, or to Tabbi for that matter, and when she took another step she stumbled, quickly grasping the edge of the table to keep herself up, trying to steady her breathing as she'd taught herself though there were already tears in her eyes, and she felt as if she were fighting a battle she couldn't win.