Even though he knows to expect it, it's a pain he hasn't experienced before. Ryan clutches at the ground and throws his head back in an effort to stay still, belatedly remembering her bidding him to breathe. He would really rather not, but he forces a few stuttered breaths all the same. It's a blessing when she's finally done, even though he still feels hypersensitive. He brings up his arm to dab the sweat off his face, panting.

"Thank you," he manages.