James didn't appear to be slowing down anytime soon as his voice became only more panicked. THen suddenly he shouted at the top of a voice that was not his own, "WHO AM I?!"

Yue kept sobbing, still unable to perceive the world around her.

James fell back into muttering, then slowly his voice became more like his usual one. "I... am..." the pitch was too low. "I am..." too high. He took a deep breath, "I am James Taylor." It was his normal voice. "James... Taylor." He concentrated on breathing in and out deeply.

Yue's condition still hadn't changed.

Slowly James removed the arms from his face and looked at Yue. He said nothing as he watched her.

Yue's mind was still lost. There was no telling when she might find her way back.

James stared at her for a long moment, not moving. Then slowly he stood and went over to her, picking her up in her arms.

When James touched her, Yue started screaming in Chinese. Screaming for her brother to come and help her. To save her from the one that was trying to hurt her.

James didn't let her go, it was a very short trip in his arms. He quickly deposited her in the front seat, strapping her in before backing off.

She kept screaming for her brother, hands still clamped tightly over her ears. But after another minute, she started to calm down ever so slightly, just sobbing for her brother now.

James said nothing as he took a seat in the pilot's chair. After a moment he stripped off his sweatshirt and draped it over Yue. Then he buckled himself in and started up the Juttle.

All the way back, all Yue did was ask for her brother, tears still falling down her face.

James never responded. When they landed, James left Yue strapped to her seat and went on inside.

He went straight to Wolfe, who happened to be speaking with the older woman who had tended to Yue. James went right up to Wolfe, stopping right in front of him as he glanced at the woman. "Yue is in the Juttle... tend to her again." he said quietly and the woman nodded. Wolfe looked terribly worried as he took in James's condition.

The woman stepped into the Juttle and glanced around for Yue.

Yue was right where James left her, still asking for her brother.

The woman looked her over before heading to the Juttle's kitchen and coming back with a damp towel. She took a seat beside Yue, gently unbuckling her before starting to wipe the makeup off her face with the cool towel.

Yue tried to fight her off a little, but it wasn't too difficult to keep her in check with her hands over her ears like that.