It was just existential crises all around today then, wasn't it.

As Duke started to feel more in control, his breaths became a little more exaggerated. He took deep breaths, then shallow ones. Held it on the inhale for a moment, on the exhale for a moment.

He was breathing. On purpose.

A laugh bubbled up, and he made no effort to hold it back.

"I'm alive. Oh fuck. I'm alive."